I quickly put on one of my friend's old hunting suits, took some money and hurried away on foot along the back ways of the town till I struck the open road, where I engaged a peasant, who in four hours had driven me twenty miles from the town and set me down in the midst of a deeply forested region.

On the way I bought a rifle, three hundred cartridges, an ax, a knife, a sheepskin overcoat, tea, salt, dry bread and a kettle.

I penetrated into the heart of the wood to an abandoned half-burned hut.

From this day I became a genuine trapper but I never dreamed that I should follow this role as long as I did.
The next morning I went hunting and had the good fortune to kill two heathcock.

I found deer tracks in plenty and felt sure that I should not want for food.