1G2 FOREST LIFE IN ACADIE. 



covered with Httle islaiuls of dwiirf spnicos of a few feet 

 in height. This is a great [)]ace of resort for earihoo ; 

 they come out from the forest on to the phiius on fine 

 sunny mornings, and scrape up the snow to get at the 

 moss. Having passed a night in a hnnl)erer's camp, we 

 proceeded next morning to the phiins, which the Indian 

 wouhl scan from a tall spruce, to see if there were game 

 on them ; and having bagg(>d my cariboo, and given 

 part of it to the lumberers, who seemed very thaid<ful, 

 we made up the hind quarters and hide into two loads, 

 and arrived in camp the same evening. JNfy companion, 

 whose shots I had heard the day previous, had had 

 excellent sport on the barrens, having killed four caril)oo ; 

 and the following day I killed a magnificent buck, which 

 weighed nearly four hundred-weight, after a long chase 

 of six miles through the green woods from the spot 

 where I had first wounded him, the Indian (it was 

 Williams) keeping on his track, though it had passed 

 through multitudes of others, with unerring perse verjince. 



Then comes the hauling out the meat. Old H , the 



last settler, whose house is not far frcjm our camp, is sent 

 for, and contracts for tli^ job, and one fine morning his 

 voice, as he urges on his patient bullocks towards the 

 camp, and the grating of the sled upon the snow, are 

 heard as we sit at breakfast. Leaving his team munch- 

 ing an armful of hay in the path, he comes to the camp 

 door, and, pushing aside the blanket which covers the 

 entrance, accosts us, — 



" Morning, gents. Ah ! Ingines, how d'ye make out — 

 most ready to start ? AVe've got a tidy spell to go for 

 the cariboo by all accounts, and my team aint noways 

 what you may call strong. However, I suppose we must 



