SINO-MONGOLIAN FRONTIER 
along the path they had come. Both sportsmen 
fired, but the rams crossed the next ridge, seem- 
ingly unhurt. Following them up, however, War- 
rington, being younger, lighter and more agile 
than his companion, outstripped him, and came 
upon one of the rams lying in the ravine bottom. 
He hurried up to the prostrate animal, which 
suddenly jumped up, and, realizing that he was 
cornered, lowered his ponderous head and charged. 
Visions of being crushed between that mass of 
horn and the solid rock behind him crossed the 
lad’s mind, but he had the sense to fire low at the 
oncoming and infuriated ram. His bullet 
struck the brute in the chest and dropped him 
dead. 
We now had one more day to spare, and I had 
not yet secured my head. I had picked up two 
skulls with fine pairs of horns, one of which, 
measuring 194 inches in circumference at the base, 
constitutes a record. 
I badly wanted a head for myself, however, 
and determined that I would get one somehow that 
day. I was convinced that the grassy upland 
was the most likely spot for me to get my sheep, 
so, accompanied by Schréder, I proceeded up 
the valley from our camp. Brodie and Warring- 
ton were also heading for the same district, but 
by a different route. Arriving upon the grassy 
heights we sat down to rest and look round. 
Presently Schréder spotted three rams on an 
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