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Title: Campfires on desert and lava
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Hornaday, William T. (William Temple), 1854-1937
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Publisher: New York, C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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harlies shooting the rams had disappeared inthe lava, but through the rain we finally made out thewhite patch on the rump of one of them. Sykes, who hadkept his eye on them while I was laying down the law toCharlie, said that the white patch belonged to one of thelargest rams; and so holding my gun for three hundredyards I fired a shot at it, but without results. The nextday, when the sun was shining, I discovered that the dis-tance was only two hundred yards, and that I had over-shot. Telling Sykes and Charlie to remain where they were,so that the sheep could see them, I slipped over to thenorth side of the ridge, and running to the west circledaround under the summit to the south-east, to head off thesheep from the crater. I had determined that if the sheepgained the sanctuary of the crater I would respect it.Having hunted the big-horn on the sky-scraping northernRockies, where he is as free as air, it was repugnant to meto kill one in a hole in the earth like a rat in a trap, where
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EXTINCT VOLCANOES AND SHEEP 197 a club would have answered the purpose as well as arifle.* I had not expected to find the sheep quickly, but asI raised my head over a ridge I found that they hadmoved, and the leader of the band was looking for me.He was standing on the lava ridge across the head of thatcanon, on that pinnacle of red lava, outlined against thesky. At the base of the pinnacle, one to the right andtwo to the left, I could see the heads of the other rams,all looking directly at me. Just as I dropped on my knee to shoot, the settingsun broke through the clouds behind me, gloriouslybringing out all the details. The leader was standingalmost broadside to me, his massive head accentuated bythe deer-like leanness of his neck and body. The shiningsun and the falling rain had formed a rainbow directlyback of the pinnacle on which the ram stood. What awonderful picture it would have made for an ^rtist likeRungiuslf That magnificent ram, standing like a statueon the pedestal of re

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