iQO BIG GAME SHOOTING IN ALASKA chap, x 



peace held not the one thing which would induce me to 

 prolong our stay, since the big rams were absent. 



On the morning when we finally decided to start back to 

 the lake, Simeon began to develop the mumps, and this might 

 have delayed us indefinitely except for the timely arrival on 

 the previous night of one of our first invalided natives, whom 

 we had left at Kussiloff, and who appeared just in time to 

 carry Simeon's pack. We covered the return journey in one 

 day, and paid a visit en route to the American's camp, where 

 there was a great array of ewes' and lambs' skins and skulls, 

 etc., in all enough to fill three or four cases for any museum ; 

 and why so many were wanted at Denver I cannot say. Mr. 

 Bonham had still failed to get any rams, nor had any been 

 seen. 



On arrival at the lake we saw that some fresh tents had 

 been erected there, not far from our own tent containing our 

 base supplies. My natives said they knew they were the 

 tents of another Englishman who had come up from Kenai. 

 Hearing this, I strolled across, and soon had the pleasure of 

 meeting a fellow-countryman, by name Mr. David Hanbury, 

 and one who on subsequent occasions I soon found to be a 

 good sportsman and boon companion. Hanbury invited me 

 to supper, an offer which I was not slow to accept, as the 

 hour was late, and my men had as yet not arrived with the 

 materials for cooking. 



I found that Hanbury had been shooting near the head 

 of another branch of Indian Creek, some ten or twelve miles 

 from where we had been. He said that rams were very 

 scarce there, and he had only bagged two, neither of which 

 had a very big head. Like myself he was in search of a 

 better country. 



In our base camp we found one of Glyn's natives who had 



