

EXPEDITION TO THE TYROL. 1271 



The hut was partitioned; one portion being nearly 

 filled with hay, and the other left vacant. It was a mi- 

 serable shelter: but we had no choice, and Karl pro- 

 ceeded to make every arrangement he could for our .com- 

 fort. A blazing fire was kindled on the floor of earth ; 

 and searching round, Karl found a shallow wooden pail, 

 holding about two gallons of sour milk, left by the kind 

 hayman, a fortnight before, for the use of any benighted 

 hunter. We made a hearty meal ; and then, as the storm 

 whistled and howled around our frail tenement, Mr. 

 Barrill and I sought the couch of hay, and endeavored 

 to render ourselves as comfortable as circumstances would 

 permit. Karl remained awake about half an hour longer, 

 fixing the fire and taking an additional bit of marmot. I 

 did not hear him take his place among the hay, for sleep 

 had shut my senses against all the world. 



When I awoke about dawn, I felt somewhat stiff and 

 chilly. Karl was already up, and he had kindled a fire. I 

 aroused Mr. Barrill, and we then ri5ade as good a breakfast 

 as we could from our scanty stock of provisions, warmed 

 ourselves thoroughly, and, as day began to dawn, left the 

 cabin. Our route now ran to the left of the Wildgrad 

 Kogle. The scene was for sometime a repetition of tha 

 <?f the day before, but the cliffs were more precipitous 

 and the ravines narrower and more difficult to traverse. 

 During the first hour's progress, among the huge boulders, 



