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saw something coming down the stream, which 

 I soon made out to be a moose cow, with just 

 its head and ears above water. It was making 

 across the river, but the strong current carried 

 it down so swiftly that it came past me when 

 still in mid-stream. 



I fired at it, at a range of something over 

 one hundred yards, and its head immediately 

 dropped and went under water, and I thought I 

 had killed it. But presently it began to flounder 

 about, and its head came up again. Then 

 evidently dazed and half-stunned it came 

 swimming slowly back towards the side of the 

 river where I was standing, and I killed it as it 

 came ashore, with a shot through the hmgs. 



The first shot, I found, had struck it high up 

 on the left cheek, and had come out just below 

 the right ear, and could only just have missed 

 the brain. The animal proved to be a young 

 cow in very fair condition. 



This supply of good fresh meat was most 

 fortunate and unexpected, as I had not hoped 

 to come across anything in the way of game 

 until we had got far up the Macmillan River. 



