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trapper, but no one had been able to get a fair 

 shot at him. 



Directly after breakfast the next morning I 

 started back for the river, which I reached 

 before one o'clock. 



Soon after this we resumed our journey, and 

 getting to the forks of the Macmillan early in 

 the afternoon, camped that night some miles 

 up the south fork. 



Late on the following day, August 26th, I 

 saw a cow moose running across an open bar 

 some four hundred yards ahead of the canoe 

 near to which I then was. It had no doubt 

 heard the noise made by the iron prong at the 

 end of the pole striking against a rock. It 

 soon reached the river, which was now quite 

 narrow, and plunging in swam across and dis- 

 appeared in a thick bed of willows. Being 

 now again out of meat I should have shot this 

 moose had I been able to do so, but it gave me 

 no chance. 



About this part of the river there were a 

 great many bear tracks, some quite fresh, and 

 I expected every minute to see one of the 



