THE COMMODORE AND CREW. 309 

his knees to good purpose, this time, reaches his knife, 
performs a slight operation, when the fish is quiet, and his 
brave fight is over. ; 
*¢ What’ll he weigh, Commodore?” 
‘*We haven't the scales.” 
‘¢ Sho! you can tell within a half pound.” 
‘¢ Never mind, they won’t believe it.” 
We disentangle the hooks from the net, take a few more 
with bait and fly, cover them with moss from the mouth of 
the stream, and slip away for camp at our best, even, long 
stroke, to get some supper. 
Our rifles, one aft and one forward, are leaning with 
muzzle out, each way, in the best positions for safety. 
‘¢ By the way, Commodore.” 
Se Say it.”’ 
‘¢ What’s your way of getting sight?” 
*¢ Look for it, of course.” 
*¢Exactly ; but I would like to know how you catch such a 
quick sight in shooting? ” 
‘¢Run it down.”’ 
‘¢Do you always, at your first sight, fire?” 
‘¢Usually, yes; and shall I explain?” 
“¢ Well, that’s just it; if you please.” 
‘Well, you see, in the first place, I generally carry my 
rifle in case of an emergency.” 
Se See 7 
‘¢Which means that if anything emerges out in plain, open 
sight, as big as a horse, and I aren’t afraid of it.” 
‘¢ Who are you hinting at?” 
‘Remaining perfectly still, and looking quietly, innocent 
like, for instance, the same as the deaf and dumb caribou you 
missed the other day.” 
