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owl called repeatedly, uttering a short loud 

 sound like that of some big wild beast. In 

 front of the main cabin were four graceful 

 mountain ashes, brilliant with scarlet berry 

 clusters. On a neighboring lake Coleman Dray- 

 ton had a camp; the view from it across the 

 lake was very beautiful. He killed a moose 

 on the lake next to his and came over to dinner 

 with us the same evening. 



On the way to Lambert's camp I went off 

 by myself for twenty-four hours, with my two 

 guides, Arthur Lirette, one of the game wardens 

 of the club, and Odilon Genes t. Arthur was 

 an experienced woodsman, intelligent and re- 

 sponsible, and with the really charming manners 

 that are so much more common among men of 

 French or Spanish blood than among ourselves. 

 Odilon was a strong young fellow, a good pad- 

 dler and willing worker. I wished to visit a 

 lake which moose were said to frequent. We 

 carried our canoe thither. 



After circling the lake in the canoe without 

 seeing anything, we drew it ashore among some 

 bushes and sat down under a clump of big 

 spruces to watch. Although only partially con- 

 cealed, we were quiet; and it is movement that 

 attracts the eyes of wild things. A beaver 

 house was near by and the inmates swam about 



