American Big Game in its Haunts 



as the cause of alarm is removed will return once 

 more to the valley. 



I saw a striking instance of this some years ago, 

 when, with a Geological Survey party, I visited a 

 little basin on the head of one of the forks of 

 Stinking Water in Wyoming, where a few families 

 of sheep had their home. 



Our appearance alarmed the sheep, which ran 

 a little way up the face of the cliff, and then, stop- 

 ping occasionally to look, clambered along more 

 deliberately. When we reached the head of the 

 basin we found that there was no way down on the 

 other side, and that we must go back as we had 

 come. The afternoon was well advanced and the 

 pack train started back and camped only a mile or 

 two down the valley, while I stopped among some 

 great rocks to watch the movements of the sheep. 

 Though at first not easy to see, the animals' 

 presence was evident by their calling, and at length 

 several were detected almost at the top of the cliff, 

 but already making their way back into the valley. 



I was much interested in watching a ewe, which 

 was coming down a steep slope of slide rock. 

 There was apparently no trail, or if there was one, 

 she did not use it, but picked her way down to the 

 head of the slope of slide rock, stood there for a few 

 moments, and then, after bleating once or twice, 



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