Through the heart of Patagonia . dark and found nothing. Yetthese days, which resulted in a total bag of two huemules, were-inhnitely more sporting than were those in the neighbourhood ofthe River de los Antiguos, where a large number of animals mighthave been secured. On four occasions fresh tracks were found,and in that keen invigorating air the hunting of such a quarry wasa sport for the gods. There is a picturesque sentence in one of Mr. Kiplings writings,in which he speaks of a life spent on blue water in the morningof the world. Each savage of us has, I suppose, some suchideal existence,
Through the heart of Patagonia . dark and found nothing. Yetthese days, which resulted in a total bag of two huemules, were-inhnitely more sporting than were those in the neighbourhood ofthe River de los Antiguos, where a large number of animals mighthave been secured. On four occasions fresh tracks were found,and in that keen invigorating air the hunting of such a quarry wasa sport for the gods. There is a picturesque sentence in one of Mr. Kiplings writings,in which he speaks of a life spent on blue water in the morningof the world. Each savage of us has, I suppose, some suchideal existence, and if that be so, mine would be passed in hunting-some great horned quarry upon frozen hills in a land where nowind too strong should blow, and where the views of water and ofpeaks should be in all shades of separate and glorious a splendid place such a happy hunting-ground would be !Quite different to the happy hunting-grounds of the NorthAmerican Indian, the Tehuelche or the Eskimo—the latter, bv- ^i^- ^< ^^^. o < ?J y. Q< o
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