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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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ails together, headsdown, in defensive formation. When-ever a dog approached too closely one ofthem charged and immediately backedagain into his place in the ranks. While I recovered my breath andcomposure of muscles, I studied theirtactics and movements, and made somecamera exposures, before beginning toshoot; but I could not delay long for twoof the overventuresome young dogs hadalready been gored to death, anotherbadly wounded, and all were in greatdanger from the sharp horns of themusk ox. The round-up, though near the top ofthe ridge, was still in so steep a placethat as my shots,took effect and the ani-mals fell, their bodies rolled down intothe valley, hundreds of feet below, gain-ing great impetus before they reachedthe bottom. Thus seven of them werekilled, when suddenly and unexpectedly,as though by prearranged plan, the re-maining six sprang from the ledge uponwhich they had made their stand, andwere off at a terrific rush along theglassy hillside. My footing was so in- 394
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396 THE OUTING MAGAZINE secure that it would have been foolhardyfor me to have attempted to run. I handed my rifle to the excited andanxious Eiseeyou, and nimbly as a harehe was after them, keeping his equilib-rium in a most marvelous and inexpli-cable manner. Three of the dogs joinedin the mad, reckless chase, but to myconsternation the remainder of the packturned down into the valley, and pres-ently, powerless to prevent, I saw themtearing like hungry wolves at my hard-earned trophies which had rolled to therocks below. There was nothing to do but followEiseeyou at the best speed I dared.Finally I overtook him with the six muskox again held at bay by the three faith-ful dogs. Eiseeyou, who had consider-ately withheld his fire, at once surrend-ered the rifle to me, and as rapidly aspossible I dispatched the remaining ani-mals. One of them required three shotsto drop him. In this connection I may say thatwounded musk ox display absolutely nosigns of pain. I noted this remarkablefact o

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