. Breeder and sportsman. , I was allright, except when I sat down. The memory of thatride will be a lasting one, and its effects for the timebeing were calculated to make me understand thateating meals off a mantle piece was as practical andcomfortable as is claimed for it. We started out by the light of the north star and afew starlets, the guide and I in the lead. I taughthim to say Sure, Mike, instead of yes; Not on yourlife, fo~ no, just to remind me of good old Frisco, andwas soon happy and anxious, particularly as Cooksaid we might run across Outlaw, and if we didchance for a weeks talki
. Breeder and sportsman. , I was allright, except when I sat down. The memory of thatride will be a lasting one, and its effects for the timebeing were calculated to make me understand thateating meals off a mantle piece was as practical andcomfortable as is claimed for it. We started out by the light of the north star and afew starlets, the guide and I in the lead. I taughthim to say Sure, Mike, instead of yes; Not on yourlife, fo~ no, just to remind me of good old Frisco, andwas soon happy and anxious, particularly as Cooksaid we might run across Outlaw, and if we didchance for a weeks talking. The new wed have ato Klamath Springs and engaged George Cook, the ground was more to my liking as I was stationed onguide, and with the addition of Joe Hessick to handle the edge of a glade where the deer would likely crossthe pack iorses, we struck out over the ridges to and I didnt have to ride and didnt have to sit down,raxaie the Outlaws chosen domain. Arriving at if I didnt want to. In about an hour the sun rose. Two of the Largest Deer Ever Shipped In to San Francisco. Shot by Drs. K. and C. Payne. the camp we made a bed of pine boughs, and sleptsoundly until morning. I might mention that afifteen mile horseback ride in Siskiyou county willcure any insomnia on earth. At three oclock, Joe woke us up and preparedbreakfast of steak cut right off of the back of theneck of some pensioned bull, but with the bacon andbread and hot coffee it beat any Palace Grill break-fast to a standstill. Appetite satisfied, we saddled andfollowed George Cook over the roughest country Ihave ever seen or gone through, not a sign of a trail,fallen logs and rocks iollowed one upon another withan occasional clump of dense underbrush. At day-light we struck the top of the ridge and I filled themagazine of my expecting every minute to baga big buck. George Cook finally halted and we tiedout the horses, he then in a whisper told us of sigDsand pointed to a fresh deer track and bade us follo
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