I saw my first musk-ox, a queer looking animal, chunkily built, about as tall as a well grown calf and covered with long hair. They are very rare now, having been killed in thousands by Esquimaux and Indians.
They were hunted with dogs and when hard pressed, would form a square, bulls and cows on the outside, calves behind them. The whole band could then be slaughtered.
So we journeyed on, following Aylmer Lake to Lake MacKay, but by then it was necessary to begin the return journey, roughly seven or eight hundred miles, to Fort Smith and then another thousand miles by steamer and train to Edmonton and Civilisation [Civilization]
