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we could. On the way I found a pair of caribou antlers that 

 had been shed far up the mountain side, and took them along 

 with me. A brown Arctic owl flew about us in the twilight. 

 We passed the waterfall on its right bank at seven. We had 

 soon crossed the river on the stepping stones, and then has- 

 tened rapidly, with much climbing up and down over inter- 

 vening ridges, to the col at our outlook point of the morning. 

 Thence we retraversed our path to the broader Goratsuk val- 

 ley at the end of this branch, often almost running in order 

 to cover as much distance as possible before dark. We had 

 not reached the end of this valley, however, before it became 

 so dark that we could no longer direct our course by distant 

 landmarks, and had to go slowly and carefully because even 

 the ground at our feet was but dimly distinguishable. We 

 tried to regain the beaten trail, but were unsuccessful. Bear- 

 ing to the west end of the valley in the search for it, we got, 

 as we thought, closer onto the bank of the Goratsuk than we 

 had been on the outward journey, and among a difficult 

 collection of unrecognized slopes, cliffs, and tributary brooks. 

 So we climbed up a little higher again, away from the river, 

 and then went on down over steep rocks until we thought 

 we were near the bay. At one place we came to the edge of 

 a vertical cliff, down which we had to lower ourselves with 

 great care by aid of hand-holds and foot-holds far apart. It 

 was exciting work, made doubly interesting because in the 

 darkness it involved a considerable element of danger. Be- 

 fore we were entirely off these rock-ribbed slopes we caught 

 the welcome gleam of a lighted window at Ford's house, but 

 soon lost it again as we descended. 



Finally we decided that we were low enough down, and 

 so turned eastward, guiding our course by the summits on 



