88 both seemed enormous two rams seemed to be the leader. I let drive at the leader. He went down like lead shot that hit the shoulders. The two ran a few yards when I stopped again I fired at the sheep while about but did not fall. Because I threw in another shell and held the sight well down, the "jolt" of a bullet in flesh came distinctly to me inside the ram's side stood without a moment. The third shot was too much and he bumped forward, rolled over, crashed into bottom of the ravine. Na-mm-gin All the little rams were practically whispering "not right, not right, the big one, the big one". As the second sheep went down I learned the reason. Out from the valley directly below us rushed a huge cloud washed with white and carrying a perfect enormity of curly horns. I was too surprised to move. How could there have been four sheep be there when I knew there were only three! Usually when perfectly cool when hunting I have all my exaltment where the work is done. But the unexpected about of that ram turned on its thrills a bit too soon and so I forgot all about what I had whispered to myself at every