We approached to within ten feet of them.
They appeared to be in fairly good flesh, and their hair seemed very thick.

Evidently they had wandered off from the logging camp and had been living a free, wild life ever since.

In the small open meadows along the upper course of the stream there was plenty of wild grass.
And, like deer, cattle will subsist in winter on the twigs of freshly grown bushes.

Even such food as that, with freedom, was better than the cruel servitude of Jotham! On going round to the far side of the yard we spied the three deer, the cow moose and her two yearling calves.

They appeared unwilling to run away in the deep snow, but would not let us approach near enough to see them clearly through the bushes.
"You could shoot one of those deer," I said to Willis; but he declared that he would never shoot a deer or a moose when it was snow-bound in a yard.
We lingered near the yard for an hour or more.