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snow slope in a series of leaps. One looked much 

 larger than the others, and though I could only see it 

 indistinctly through the driving snow, I made sure it 

 was a buck, and, firing at it, broke one of its fore legs 

 with a lucky shot. We then had a long and very 



JUST AFTER THE FlRST HEAVY SNOW, OCTOBER, 1897 



tiring chase after it, and at last I hit it again near the 

 top of the mountain just over our camp. Graham's 

 dog, Bang, was with us on this occasion, and we now 

 set him after it. He ran it down into the valley close 

 to our camp, and W. M., hearing the dog barking, ran 

 out and killed the wounded animal, which was carried 

 into camp whole. This carcass we froze, and none of 

 the meat was subsequently wasted. 



