WILD ANIMALS AND BIRDS IN THE NORTHWEST. 
same collection from which I got. this, 
that I was strongly tempted to buy on ac- 
count of its condition. The horns were 
not so large as those | bought, but the vet- 
eran who bore them must have spent his 
life in waging war. Large pieces of: the 
flinty substance of which the horns were 
made had been broken away by fighting, 
and apparently 4 or 5 inches had been bat- 
tered off the tip of each horn. Many col- 
lectors do not want sheep horns that are 
broken in any way, but to me one of the 
most interesting features of this pair, as 
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same kinds of vegetation that grow in the 
Canadian Northwest. The few deer we 
saw signs of were solitary. We never 
found tracks of more than one in a 
place, and we often remarked on _ the 
strange disposition of a deer that would 
choose to live in that great wilderness en- 
tirely alone. 
We saw a few rabbits, a few whistling 
marmots, now and then a red squirrel, and 
an occasional track of a fox or a coyote; 
and we were serenaded by small bands of 
the latter on 2 or 3 occasions, 

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well as the 2 other pairs I have, is that 
they show the indomitable courage and 
valor of the animal. 
Several of the largest sheep heads in 
existence are known to have come from the 
Kootenai country, the Saskatchewan or the 
Sun Wapta regions. 
There are a few mule deer on the Con- 
tinental divide. We saw tracks during the 
summer of perhaps a dozen, but did not 
get a glimpse of one of the animals. 
Whether the winters are too severe there 
for the mule deer to flourish, or whether 
the right kind of food does not grow, I 
am unable to say; but he is found in high- 
er altitudes elsewhere, and lives on the 
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TREATMENT. 
SCALP 
We saw numerous signs of marten, but 
none of beaver or otter, except some old 
workings of the former. Years ago the 
beaver was plentiful in that country, but 
the accursed trappers have cleaned them 
out. 
William Brewster told me an_ inter- 
esting story of a beaver he saw on the Big 
Smoky river, a tributary of the Peace 
river, some years ago. The beaver had 
evidently been disturbed by a man, or some 
other animal, at his home, and had lit out 
for some point down the river. He was 
swimming rapidly with the current, but 
occasionally would stop, turn his head up 
stream, look and listen a few minutes, as 
