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in snow, was almost impossible. In another bound the 
antlers of the enraged beast would have been in my 
side, when our gallant little dog dashed forward and 
seized the bull by the muzzle. Sabatisie and Howard 
were busily employed putting on their snow-shoes ; and 
I endeavored to do the same, but with little success. 
The dog had luckily checked the beast, but he was no 
match for the enormous strength and wonderful activity 
of his adversary. Tossing his head, the Cariboo beat 
the poor little fellow on the snow and against the tree, 
till I thought every bone was broken. Finding this of 
no avail, the bull reared, and with his fore-legs dealt 
such a shower of quick and powerful blows, that I ex- 
pected to see the dog drop every minute. While the 
Cariboo was in this position, the Indian approached him 
behind and endeavored to hamstring him. But the eye 
of the bull was too quick; wheeling like lightning, he 
made a rush at Sabatisie which must have been serious, 
but was avoided by his falling flat on his face, the Ca- 
riboo passing over him and wounding his back. Mean- 
while Howard had loaded, but his rifle having become 
wet, he could not discharge it. The violent exertions of 
the Cariboo had by this time broke the hold of the dog, 
and the furious beast now turned to the prostrate Indian 
—but before he could reach his prey, the dog was again 
at his head, checking, but not stopping his mad career. . 
Sabatisie on his knee received the shock, and at the 
moment grasping the bull by the antlers, brought him 
