CALLING FOR MOOSE. 41 



of them evidently those of large bulls, so we 

 determined to fetch one of our small tents as 

 quickly as jDOssible, and then hunt the surround- 

 ing country. 



Accordingly, on September 30th, we carried 

 a tent and the smaller of our two canoes, 

 together with blankets and a few days' pro- 

 visions, to this promising-looking hunting 

 ground. Li the evening, George again 

 called for moose until long after dark, but 

 there was no repl}^ and but for the occasional 

 hooting of an owl, the great forests by 

 which we were surrounded were absolutel}' 

 voiceless. 



The next day was the first of October, the 

 opening day of the hunting season in the county 

 of Pontiac, Province of Quebec, and in the 

 early morning George and I set out to look for 

 moose, following an old lumberer's trail which 

 after a mile or so brought us to a small swamp}^ 

 lagoon. Here George gave a call on his birch 

 bark trumpet, and shortly afterwards, an animal 

 which I of course thought was a bull moose, 

 bellowed loudly not far away in the forest 



