CHAPTER VI 



URSUS HORRIBILIS 



"Oh well I mind, Oh well I mind, 

 Tho' now my locks are snow 

 How oft Langsyne I sought to find 

 What made the bellows blow! 

 How cuddling on my Grannie's knee, 

 I questioned night and day. 

 And still the thing that puzzled me 

 Was where the wind came frae." 



Burns. 



TAKING two men and two extra horses 

 with us to bring in the carcases of the 

 two bull caribou which I had shot, we were 

 off early in the morning of the eighth of Sep- 

 tember. We had gone a distance of five miles 

 along the river bottom and had passed the 

 mouth of a large tributary that enters into 

 the river at right angles to it, when the Chief 

 with his keen eyesight saw a dark object near 

 the center of a high mountain on the right- 

 hand bank of the tributary. 



For a few minutes the object did not move, 

 but when it did it was easily seen to be a sil- 



