138 SPORT IN NORWAY. 
beginning of October with two Micmac Indians.. 
Captain H—, a most experienced sportsman, kindly 
came out with me for the first few days to ‘set me 
going. The following is an extract from my diary 
of our first day’s hunting :— 
“September 16th, 1857.—Up before daylight—a 
fine day with cool breeze—very good, they said, for 
‘creeping.’ We set off in high hopes before sunrise, 
and in about an hour Joe found a fresh moose-track, 
which we followed through thick hardwood and over a 
‘barren.’ It was marvellous to see the sagacity of the 
Indian. The moment he knew he was on game his 
countenance brightened, and every faculty of mind 
and body seemed brought into action, yet without 
displaying the least excitement or want of perfect 
self-possession. Where I could see no track (and 
sporting has sharpened my eye pretty well), he seemed 
scarcely for a moment at a loss. Where footprints — 
failed, the turn of a leaf, the slightest scratch on a 
piece of bark, or a little twig, seemed signs enough. 
We worked our way rapidly but cautiously through the 
thick brush, carefully putting back every branch as we 
passed, feeling lightly with our mocassined feet the 
fallen moss-covered trees lest they might not bear our 
weight. H— insisted that the young hunter should 
have the first chance, so I followed close behind Joe, 
who every now and then would turn and whisper, 
