with him.

It took us a long time to reach the carcass, and arduous labor to

remove the great pelt. But at last the thing was accomplished,

and we returned to camp dragging the heavy trophy behind us.

Here we devoted another considerable period to scraping and curing

it. When this was done to our satisfaction we made heavy boots,

trousers, and coats of the shaggy skin, turning the fur in.

From the scraps we fashioned caps that came down around our ears,

with flaps that fell about our shoulders and breasts. We were now

fairly well equipped for our search for a pass to the opposite side

of the Mountains of the Clouds.

Our first step now was to move our camp upward to the very edge

of the perpetual snows which cap this lofty range. Here we built

a snug, secure little hut, which we provisioned and stored with

fuel for its di-minutive fireplace.

With our hut as a base we sallied forth in search of a pass across

the range.

Our every move was carefully noted upon our maps which we now kept

in duplicate. By this means we were saved tedious and unnecessary

retracing of ways already explored.

Systematically we worked upward in both directions from our base,

and when we had at last discovered what seemed might prove a feasible

pass we moved our be-longings to a new hut farther up.

It was hard work--cold, bitter, cruel work. Not a step did we take

in advance but the grim reaper strode silently in our tracks.

There were the great cave bears in the timber, and gaunt, lean

wolves--huge creatures twice the size of our Canadian timber-wolves.

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