230 THE MOOSE 



A soft low call from the shelter of some scrub 

 bushes in the rear, and Moosewa was off in 

 answer. 



But for the moose flies life went very well with 

 the two saunterers, who did not know that their 

 interminable treks were taking them very near the 

 camp of some prospectors out after mythical gold, 

 or that the tracks of so large a bull would lie on 

 the snow for days. 



It was a bedraggled lynx warned them as he 

 emerged dripping from the river he had swum 

 across. Good hunting " over there " was no longer 

 to be obtained. Small animals and large were on 

 the alert and leaving for the unexplored. 



The profusion of shed antlers indicated that this 

 part of the Kenai was a wintering ground for 

 numerous moose. Many recent tracks, too, led to 

 the river and a typical ford to the opposite bank. 

 Here and there were trails of great distinctness and 

 width, evidence of the recent passing of many 

 moose to the water, extending over a period of 

 years. 



These things lulled Moosewa's roused fears to 

 rest. This mighty forest belt, a mass of green on 

 greens and heavily timbered glades, was the ideal 



