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Horses till they were frantic with pain & fright, &
their wild faces they didn't need from the
icy pellets which were driven like a gally wind.
Fortunately the storm was almost over and
we could go on till we reached the shelter of the
heavy forest half mile ahead,
Almost as suddenly as it had swept upon us
the vast game place & rain and our feet's legs
were drenched. —————————— under the
skirts of our rain coats. It was a deadly cold
note & camp and almost black night when we
reached them at 7 o'clock, we had let the Lama
stay around an hour later.
then drove on with its pack animals and how
they ever managed to find their way thru the
swamp, across the river & to the camp is mystery
to me for the darkness was so intense that it
seemed almost like a dead black wall,
To Kang had gone to bid welcome arrived but we
rounded them out & warmed ourselves in their
tent while to make comfiters corn meal pancakes.
There
we seemed to have been a bottomless pit in each
of us, which no amount of food could ever fill
and until we were satisfied did we pitch
our tent & crawl into our fur bags.
The next day, white was bright and cold windy
we spent in preparing specimens to take to the city.
In fact we, a jungle where we had formerly
employed as a boatman but in a young cow
moose which we purchased for $7. The Lama
tried to extract 20 from us, half of which he