MOOSE AND CARIBOU 



was the cause of that particular bear's demise, 

 yet I was not so sure that it would work the 

 same way on moose. A second after the squir- 

 rel's call was sounded a very natural bush, one 

 hundred twenty-five yards in front, turned sud- 

 denly into a very animated set of moose antlers 

 that moved nervously, and the first act was on. 

 The particular spot where the body lay was con- 

 cealed by the foliage, but soon the antlers arose 

 to full height and moved out of sight to the left. 

 I ran like an Indian for twenty-five feet to my 

 left, as the foliage was too dense to see him from 

 my first position. I stopped as a likely opening 

 appeared in the timber, bent to a knee rest and 

 was gratified to see my moose, also walking to 

 the left. I had the sight on his shoulder in a 

 flash, but that little 25-foot run had got my 

 breath, and besides I was a little nervous, too. 

 This made the sight waver, so I pulled myself 

 together and said, "Old boy, you can't afford 

 to miss this moose after traveling so far to get 

 him." I am a great believer, like the doctor, in 

 the efficacy of that first pill, for I would rather 

 have one good standing shot at an animal than 

 a half dozen running. Everybody is not built 

 that way, I know, for many men are nearly as 

 good on running game as on standing. So I 

 braced up on the second effort and was able 

 to hold the sight so steady that as soon as I 

 squeezed the trigger I knew I had my game. All 

 I could see was the big animal rear up and turn 



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