One Day When At Gravel Mountain, Old Weeso Came To Camp In Evident
Fear - "Far Off He Had Seen A Man." In This Country A Man Must Mean
An Eskimo; With Them The Indian Has A Long Feud; Of Them He Is In
Terror.
We never learned the truth; I think he was mistaken.
Once or twice the long howl of the White Wolf sounded from the
shore, and every day we saw a few Caribou.
A great many of the single Caribou were on the small islands. In
six cases that came under close observation the animal in question
had a broken leg. A broken leg generally evidences recent inroads
by hunters, but the nearest Indians were 200 miles to the south, and
the nearest Eskimo 300 miles to the north. There was every reason
to believe that we were the only human beings in that vast region,
and certainly we had broken no legs. Every Caribou fired at (8) had
been secured and used. There is only one dangerous large enemy common
in this country; that is the White Wolf. And the more I pondered
it, the more it seemed sure that the Wolves had broken the Caribous'
legs.
How! This is the history of each case: The Caribou is so much swifter
than the Wolves that the latter have no chance in open chase; they
therefore adopt the stratagem of a sneaking surround and a drive
over the rocks or a precipice, where the Caribou, if not actually
killed, is more or less disabled.
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