A shooting trip to Kamchatka (1904) (14596013927)
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Identifier: shootingtriptoka00demi (find matches)
Title: A shooting trip to Kamchatka
Year: 1904 (1900s)
Authors: Demidov, Elim Pavlovich, principe di San Donato, b. 1867
Subjects: Hunting -- Russia (Federation) Kamchatka Peninsula Kamchatka Peninsula (Russia) -- Description and travel
Publisher: London : R. Ward, Ltd.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN
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dto attack our gauze nets. Being out of meat, I creptback towards the youngster which 1 had despised,rolling him over a rock to the bottom of the ravine,where Silly was despatched to cut him up. Wediscovered nothing else in the afternoon—not evena bear—and striking one of the gullies, started homethoroughly disheartened by continued failure. Theirdened snow of the morning had melted fast during with ■ the rc.-^ui ^ d the streaii ) l^>.., 1 J V <A I at six p.m., and decided to abandon the l........ ^..^i.. I hoped to retrieve my luck in the Natchiki district,or make a desperate attempt along the sea-coast, anda general start was agreed upon. That evening,when visiting the kitchen, I found Vasska busygathering, in a dirty bit of paper, what appeared tobe a black powder of some kind. On my inquirxas to what it was, he explained todialect, that this was a precious medici;made himself of the dried hea;; (hese he had roasted and ground h he said was a sure remedy again- lisease;
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THE START FOR GANAL 217 a teaspoonful was sufficient to restore broken limbsor sprains. The hunters told me that Vasska hadinsisted that they should bring to him the heart ofevery sheep we shot ; he intended to sell the powderin China, where he could obtain a high price for thisquaint medicine, greatly appreciated in that country.Vasska was no fool, and secured a profit where hecould. On the morning of July iS we started back forGanal. The silent old man led the way, and in acouple of hours brought our caravan to the main path,which we followed down to the villao-e. At four wewere once more pitched on the same spot opposite thesettlement, and greatly enjoyed the salmon and milkwhich were sent to us by the natives. Our horseswere dead beat; some of them had fallen lame, othershad injured their backs, which showed large sores.During a stampede which took place in the morning-one of the stallions had bitten another badly, and theywere altogether not in a marching condition.* Never-theles