King Beaulieu himself was Warburton Pike's right-hand man in his trip to the Barren Lands.

He had his own story, of course, about the sportsman, which we utterly discredited.

He had joined the Indian Treaty here, but repented, almost flinging his payment in our face, and demanding scrip instead.

One of his sons asked me if the law against killing buffalo had not come to an end.

I said, "No! the law is stricter than ever--very dangerous now to kill buffalo." Asking him what he thought the band numbered, he said, "About six hundred," and added, "What are we poor half-breeds to do if we cannot shoot them ?" Pointing out the abundance of moose in the country, and that if they shot the buffalo they would soon be exterminated, he still grumbled, and repeated, "What are we poor half-breeds to do ?" I have no doubt whatever that they do shoot them, since the band is reported to have diminished to about 250 head.