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Title: The wilderness of the upper Yukon; a hunter's explorations for wild sheep in sub-arctic mountains
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Sheldon, Charles, 1867-1928
Subjects: Hunting Mountain sheep
Publisher: New York, C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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h were mostly covered with black spruce and pop-lars, though here and there white birches appeared.The poplars and birches, tinted with fall colors, bright-ened the wildness of the landscape. On the bars, numer-ous tracks of bears attested their annual feasting onsalmon, all of which had died before our arrival. Moosetracks, most of them old, were also abundant. Not long after we had lunched, as Selous and I werehauling the canoes, Louis saw a cow moose and her calfwell ahead on the other side of the river, and about tocross. Selous, who was ahead, quickly took his riflefrom the canoe and crept forward, while we crouchedto the ground. As they waded the river, he circledaround some driftwood, waded a slough, and shot thecow just as she was about to enter the woods. She stag-gered back toward the river and fell dead in a slough.As he signalled that she had fallen, I ran forward tofollow him. The calf, trotting about in perplexity, sud-denly saw him and coming directly toward him stopped
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NORTH FORK TO THE SELWYN ROCKIES 99 to look at him, the hair on its foreshoulders erect andbristling. Running back, I took my kodak from the boatand returned in time to take a photograph, including bothSelous and the calf, which was by that time trottingtoward the woods. The wind was blowing directly fromhim to the calf. The others then came forward, and the moose wasdragged up on the bank and dressed. Here was meatfor the first time in several days, and we camped thereto enjoy the feast. Selous taught me a new delicacy—the udder, which was cut out and boiled for severalhours until soft and tender. The next morning it wassliced, rolled in flour, and fried. It proved to be delicious,the choicest morsel of the animal. The same is true, asI learned later, of the udders of sheep, caribou, and deer. While dressing the moose a small black gnat, slightlylarger than the midge of Eastern Canada, swarmed aboutus and its bite was particularly annoying. The smallgnats begin to be troublesome al

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