Quickly I retraced my steps, and gathering in two of the dogs, secured this fellow as easily as the others.
This last specimen was, however, of peculiar interest, as the white hair of the legs, just above the hoofs, was dashed with a bright red--a marking which I had never before seen in any of these arctic animals.
Taking the dogs with me and leaving the musk-ox, I went on to the place selected for a camp.

Ooblooyah and Koolatoonah were just finishing cutting up the fifth musk-ox, and were immediately sent off with a sledge and team of dogs, to help Egingwah with the two big bulls.
When they were gone, I set up the tent myself and began to prepare the tea for our supper.

As soon as the voices of the Eskimos were audible in the distance, I put on the musk-ox steaks to broil and in a few minutes we were enjoying the reward of our labor.

Surely this was living on the fat of the land indeed, deer steak the second night, bear steak last night, to-night the luscious meat of the musk-ox! [Illustration: HERD OF MUSK-OXEN ROUNDED UP] In the morning we continued our course, and during the day three more musk-oxen were gathered in, the meat being cached as before.

That night we camped at the head of the hitherto unexplored inlet, and I had the satisfaction of knowing that one more stretch of previously unknown territory had been added to the world's map.
Next day we started north along the west side of the inlet.