. The big game of North America. Its habits, habitats, haunts, and characteristics; how, when, and where to hunt it .. . I could carry. ELK-HUXTIXG IN THE OLYMPIC MOUNTAINS. 65 By this time the sun was nearly down, and I startedfor camp. I had just crossed back to the other side of theriver again, and had sat down to rest near an Elk-trail, inan alder-thicket, when I thought I heard a light could see about twenty feet back on the trail, and theresat a hungry-looking Timber Wolf. He had struck mytrail, smelt the fresh meat, and followed me. I quietlynnslung my i^ack, leveled my riHe
. The big game of North America. Its habits, habitats, haunts, and characteristics; how, when, and where to hunt it .. . I could carry. ELK-HUXTIXG IN THE OLYMPIC MOUNTAINS. 65 By this time the sun was nearly down, and I startedfor camp. I had just crossed back to the other side of theriver again, and had sat down to rest near an Elk-trail, inan alder-thicket, when I thought I heard a light could see about twenty feet back on the trail, and theresat a hungry-looking Timber Wolf. He had struck mytrail, smelt the fresh meat, and followed me. I quietlynnslung my i^ack, leveled my riHe, and shot him in theneck. As I took his scalp I gave a good old Comancheyell; for if there is anything I like to scalp, it is a TimberWolf and a next day I killedsix Timber Wolvesaround the remainsof that Elk. I haveoften killed two orthree Elk in one day,and could have killedmore, yet I neverwas on an Elk-huntthat I enjoyed as Idid that one. At four oclockin the afternoon ofthe tenth day, I wasback to the mining-camp, and found thatmy partner had killed two Bears and caught ten Beaverswhile I was Elk Calf. And now to relate another piece of my own experiencein Wapiti-hunting. In the fall of 18871 went, with a partyof friends, on a hunting expedition to a large lake thatnestles among the i)ine-clad foot-hills beneath the shadowsof snow-capped peaks of the Olympic Mountains, Washing-ton. The Makah Indians, whose village, Osette, stands atthe mouth of the canon up which the only trail to the lakeleads, guard this beautiful sheet of water with sui^ersti- 5 66 BIG GAME OF NORTH AMERICA. tious veneration. No white man had ever before been per-mitted to visit it, and it was only by the exercise of a greatdeal of diplomacy that we were able to overcome the objec-tions of the chief and gain his consent to hunt on the shoresof the lake. He finally consented, however, and sent threeof his young men to guide us in and carry our campequipage. On arriving at the lake we s
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