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dead" I could not imagine, but the proper 

 translation turned out to be "a very lifeless 

 day," which was true. 



On reaching Lambert's camp, Arthur and 

 Odilon made affidavit to the facts as above set 

 forth, and this affidavit I submitted to the sec- 

 retary of mines and fisheries of Quebec, who 

 approved what I had done. 



On the day following that on which we killed 

 the two bulls we went back to Lambert's home 

 camp. While crossing one lake, about the 

 middle of the forenoon, a bull moose chal- 

 lenged twice from the forest-clad mountain on 

 our right. We found a pawing-place, a pit 

 where one — possibly more than one — bull 

 had pawed up the earth and thrashed the 

 saplings roundabout with its antlers. The place 

 smelled strongly of urine. The whole of the 

 next day was spent in getting in the meat, 

 skins, and antlers. 



I do not believe that this vicious bull moose 

 had ever seen a man. I have never heard of 

 another moose acting with the same determina- 

 tion and perseverance in ferocious malice; it 

 behaved, as I have said, like some of the rare vi- 

 cious rogues among African elephants, buffaloes, 

 and rhinoceroses. Bull moose during the rut 

 are fierce animals, however, and, although there 



