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with my feet against a tree fired two shots at the 

 wapiti now far above me. He must have been quite 

 two hundred yards away, and both times I could only 

 see his hind-quarters. I was lying in a very good 

 position to take a steady shot, but I was panting so 

 from my recent exertions that I hardly expected to hit 

 my mark. After my second shot I lost sight of this 

 wapiti altogether, as he got amongst thicker timber. 

 Graham and I then went down to the bull I had 

 killed with my third shot. He was a disappointing 

 animal ; for although he was a twelve-pointer, his 

 horns were weak and stunted, and I felt very sorry I 

 had killed him. That 's the worst of shooting in 

 thick forest. It is impossible, from the momentary 

 glimpse one gets of a moving animal, to tell whether 

 his horns are worth having or not. This poor beast 

 was of no use to me, though I took his head skin, 

 and Graham afterwards used his carcass for a bear 

 bait. 



On expressing my surprise that the bull at which 

 I had fired my first two shots should have man- 

 aged to get so far up the mountain as he was when 

 we last saw him, Graham said he thought that I had 

 fired at three different animals, the first of which 

 had never come out of the gully again after being 

 wounded. This we soon found to be the case, for 

 on going to the edge of the little gully where the 

 bull I had first fired at had stood just before dis- 

 appearing, we found him lying dead against a tree 



