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ing, it proved simpler than any one had expected. The first sled was 
backed up to the small door through which the elk had entered, and the 
crowd gathered on the top of the corral, or leaped down among the 
animals, and set up a great hullabaloo, quickly ‘‘shooing’’ enough into 
the crate to fillit. The end gate was shut and the sled was drawn away 
and another backed up in its place. As the number of elk left in the 
corral decreased it was not so easy to drive them into the erates, and 
ropes were thrown on some, and passed out through the hole and erate, 
and so they were edged out of the corral. They stood perfectly still as 
the rope was thrown and fell over their heads. 
Loading was finished at 10 o’clock Thursday morning and half an 
hour later the string of sleds started back toward town. The men who 
had ridden inside the crates going out now had to perch on top, and 
their duty as ballast kept them plenty busy. The roads were far bet- 
ter than when they came in, having been fairly well broken and the 
snow having settled, but it was imperative to keep the sleds in the 
track, for if they got out, the low runner would sink deep and the 
whole rig upset. 
All proceeded close together, and the teamsters held their horses 
in control and drove slowly. Again and again a runner would slip out 
into the deep snow, and sink. The horses would be brought to a stop, 
and a ery of ‘‘high side’’ or ‘‘more beef’’ or some unprintable phrase, 
would go up, and all the ‘‘monkeys’’ in the caravan would shin down 
from their respective racks and wallow through the snow to the sled in 
trouble. Shovels would be handed down and the snow dug out from 
under the high runner, and then the whole crew would hang on that 
side until the sled was past the danger. Then the men would go to 
the next sleigh and weight that down over the sidling road, thus helping 
all to safety. 
By thus sparing no precautions and never being in haste, the elk 
were brought from the pasture with only one tip over. That came in 
deep snow and the sled was righted without difficulty or damage. 
It was dusk when the teams reached the top of the last grade, 
where two of the heaviest and most topheavy were roughlocked and 
came down without ever being in danger. At 6 o’clock the whole party 
sat down to supper in the house on the D. & M. ranch, Mrs. Lewis 
Harvey having the meal ready when the teams drove in. 
Some of the crew were dubious about being able to come through 
from the upper Chesnimnus to town in one day, but it was decided to 
make a try anyway. Breakfast was eaten at 6 o’clock, Friday, and the 
start was made an hour later. The sleds were out of the region of deep 
snow, and the short, steep grade leading from the ranch buildings was 
i¢y and slippery. Patterson went ahead and chopped ice on the grade, 
and McAnulty’s team, sharp shod, was put on the lead on each sled, 
and all went up sailing. They had to rough lock down the grade, as 
they did again on part of the Dorrance Gulch grade, and again coming 
down into the Ant Flat road near Enterprise. 
The Warnock ranch was reached at noon and dinner was waiting 
for the hungry men. The day before, while coming out of the pasture, 
they had made a lunch of a pail of beans Mahaffey had cooked, with 
bread and butter, eaten standing in the snow, or perched on the sleds. 
All the way from the Chesnimnus to town the roads gave perfect 
sleighing, and the horses were urged along on every level stretch or 
down grade. The men heard the 5:30 mill whistle when nearing Enter- 
prise, and drove into the city streets at exactly 6 o’clock. The elk were 
unloaded that evening in a shed at the Enterprise stable, where they 
were seen by many persons while awaiting the arrival of a ear for 
shipment, 
