34 AMERICAN GAME. 
the Hid. We crossed Cariboo tracks at every step, but 
still the Indian proceeded, his quick eye glancing at 
every trail. After about an hour’s walk, we found our- 
selves ascending a steep mountain. Here the Indian 
came to a halt: in a low tone he told us that we were 
now near the Cariboo ground, this being the warm side 
of the hill, and good feeding ground; cautioning us to be 
quiet, we again advanced, but had not gone far before 
we came to a trail that the Indian said was only made 
last. night. Sabatisie chose the outside track of the herd, 
to take the wind—which, having followed about three 
miles, brought us to where the Cariboo had rested during 
the night. Tom placed his hand on the damp snow, and 
remarked that the Cariboo had not been up much before 
us, and could not be far off. 
“Rifles were now examined, and fresh caps put on— 
Billy secured by a cord to Howard’s belt. The tracks 
from the resting-place of the Cariboo branched off in 
every direction; and the Indian leaving us, took a cast 
round, some distance, and having ascertained the direc- 
tion the herd had taken, he returned, and we cautiously 
followed him. I now perceived that at the bottom of 
the tracks the snow was a deep blue, and quite soft; we 
were therefore quite near the game. Sabatisie halted 
and took off his snow-shoes that he might proceed with 
less noise. Howard beckoned me to him, and in a low 
whisper said—‘ Do exactly as you see me do—follow 
