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his rifle a birch hark trumpet with which to try 

 and lure a moose within shot. 



Just as it was getting dusk he returned to 

 camp as he had heard no response to his calls, and 

 moreover could plainly hear the noise we were 

 making, chopping wood, which he thought 

 would scare away any moose that might be near 

 at hand. He had scarcely got into camp, how- 

 ever, when Louis, who had been getting water 

 from the river, came rushing in, saying that a 

 bull moose was coming on in answer to Mr. 

 Sheldon's calling.- 



For some moments we all stood listening to 

 the loud grunting of the moose, which we could 

 plainly hear, apparently on the bluff beyond the 

 willow swamp, about five hundred yards away, 

 close to where Mr. Sheldon had been calling. 

 He and I then went off with Louis towards the 

 sound, and as I did not want to interfere in any 

 way with my friend's chance of shooting the 

 moose, I did not take a rifle, but only accom- 

 panied him as a spectator. Just outside our 

 camp Louis gave another call or two on the 

 birch bark horn to encourage the approaching 



