A Newfoundland Caribou Hunt 



cow caribou evinced in our outfit. When first 

 discovered by Keller she was feeding near by 

 upon the bank. We landed within five hun- 

 dred yards of her, and I shot a brace of yel- 

 low-leg plover, but she only looked more 

 interested, and walked a few steps closer. We 

 shouted, and waved our hats, but still she re- 

 fused to run. 



Late on the evening of the third day we 

 found the spot we sought, an old Indian tee- 

 pee that stood upon a point reaching half 

 across the Upper Birchie Pond, about in its 

 center. 



" Where two sandy points stand opposite, 

 there you must camp, for there the deer 

 cross/' we had been told by Mr. Parsons away 

 back at our Grand Pond camp, and now we 

 had found those points. 



Without taking valuable time to reconnoi- 

 ter, for the daylight was waning, we ascertained 

 that the teepee was there, and thoroughly un- 

 inhabitable by white men or self-respecting 

 dogs, and began hastily to make a temporary 

 camp nearby. It had fortunately stopped 

 raining, but everything was wet, ourselves 

 included, and I for one hastened, as soon as 

 camp was made, to dig up dry clothing from 



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