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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
A SUCCESSFUL QUEST

Heavy snow fell during the first night at
Quesnel and in the morning Jim and Arthur
decided to go shooting, in the hope of tracking
a deer in the soft snow. Since the one that
the Indian dogs ate Jim had never had the
luck to come across another deer.

The land the hunters were going over was
fairly open. Fir trees, now laden with snow,
made a fringe around a wide plain, in which
there were thickets of alders with sometimes
small cedar and vine maple amongst the taller
trees. For a good while they tramped on with-
out seeing a sign of life anywhere, skirting such
woods as they came across. Then without any
warning of tracks, they suddenly saw the head
and horns of a brown deer above a bunch of low
bushes. It was gazing at them in startled
stillness. a

“You first,” motioned Arthur. So Jim took
aim and brought down a fine young buck.

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