40 REGENT HUNTING TRIJ^S. 



After having repacked the canoes, ^ve em- 

 barked on Lake Bois Franc, and paddled about 

 three miles to an old lumber camp, where we 

 established our headquarters. In the afternoon 

 Ave paddled to the other end of the lake, some 

 distance up a beautiful little creek, on the 

 sandy bottom of which we saw a few moose 

 tracks not verj^ old. We passed several great 

 northern divers on the lake, and noticed a 

 good many grebes, somewhat larger than our 

 English dabchick. We remained in the creek 

 until the evening, and then George gave some 

 calls on his birch bark trumpet, in imitation of 

 the bellow of the moose cow. These calls, 

 though repeated at intervals until it became 

 dark, were, however, unheard, or at any rate 

 met with no response from a bull. 



During the night it again came on to rain, 

 and continued to do so until after noon the 

 next day. As soon as it cleared up a bit, 

 George and I paddled across the lake, and 

 threaded our way through the dripping woods 

 to a small lagoon about two miles distant. 

 Here we saw a good many moose tracks, some 



