SPORT AND TRAVEL 301 



where the ground was not usually covered with snow 

 in winter, and has gradually extended its range north- 

 wards, until it now overlaps that of two allied species, 

 whose ancestors must have been evolved in an Arctic 

 climate. 



I shot my finest mule deer stag on November 16. 

 Graham and I were following on the track of a wapiti 

 bull pretty high up in the mountains, when we came 

 on a doe mule deer feeding, and immediately after- 

 wards saw a buck amongst some short scrub a little 

 way to the left. Both animals were busy pawing up 

 the snow to get at the herbage beneath, and neither 

 of them had noticed us, so we crouched down and 

 watched them. I did not want to give up the chance 

 of getting a shot at the wapiti we were following 

 slight though it was for a small mule deer head, but 

 I had no intention of losing a good chance of getting 

 a really fine deer head if it came in my way. I soon 

 saw that such a one was now almost within my grasp, 

 for as the stag raised his head he showed such a 

 beautiful pair of widespread antlers that Graham 

 could not help whispering to me, " He 's a real good 

 'un; you must have him." 



The buck was not more than a hundred yards from 

 us ; but as his body was very much hidden by small 

 spruce-trees, I waited for him to move forwards and 

 give me a clear shot. This he soon did, and I imme- 

 diately fired. At the shot he came rushing down the 

 hillside in a series of prodigious leaps, and passed 



