34° 



RECREA TION. 



was standing at about 250 yards away 

 trying to determine what was the mat- 

 ter. I fired at him and, to my great 

 delight saw he was hit. He trotted a 

 little way, then stopped and sniffed at 

 the dying ram. By this time he had 

 put quite a distance between us. I had 

 no more cartridges in my magazine, 

 and in trying to put one in, got the 

 action choked up. By the time I had 

 again put it in working order the ram 

 had gone off with the others, out of 

 sight. 



Seeing that owing to the storm I 

 should lose the ram I had already 

 killed, if I did not hang him up, I 

 dressed him and hung him to a small 

 tree, with a rope I carried with me. 

 Then I started after the wounded 

 sheep again, but his tracks had blown 

 full of snow and I had great difficulty 

 in following him. After much hard 

 climbing I saw blood on the snow, 

 and knew I was on his trail. I found 

 where he had lain down, several times, 

 and had left blood in the beds. 



He went into the roughest ground 

 he could find, and as the snow was still 



blowing in clouds I could not see far 

 ahead. I finally came to a large can- 

 yon. Just then the storm let up and I 

 saw the old ram climbing the other 

 side of the canyon, about 100 yards 

 away. I fired 3 shots at him. At the . 

 third shot he fell, but got up and ran 

 over a hog-back, out of sight. As he 

 seemed to have so much vitality, and 

 as it was growing late, I left him, for I 

 did not care to spend the night on the 

 mountain. 



The next morning I started early 

 and went to where I last saw the 

 game. I found him just over the rise 

 from where I had fired my last shot at 

 him; and after cleaning him I hung 

 him to a small pine tree. I then re- 

 turned to the ranch, got a horse, took 

 the sheep in and had them ready for 

 the stage that was to leave the next 

 morning. 



Having read so much about moun- 

 tain sheep being nearly extinct I was 

 delighted with my success; and to- 

 day the head of the largest ram adorns 

 the drawing room of an old manor 

 house, in England. 



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AMATEUR PHOTO BY A. E. COWIE. 



CHICKEN SHOOTING IN MINNESOTA. 



