Hunting in Many Lands 



was too old to follow. He went on until he 

 came across another trail, and evidently had 

 spent considerable time in making up his mind 

 whether it was worth while to follow this trail 

 or not. He then followed it for a few yards, 

 and, to my surprise, suddenly left it, and went 

 off almost at right angles to the leeward. I 

 supposed that he had given up the moose 

 trail, but nevertheless I followed further on 

 his track. Again to my surprise, I presently 

 found him gradually coming around in a cir- 

 cuitous fashion to the trail again, until he 

 finally reached it. He then immediately re- 

 traced his steps, making another semi-circle, 

 bearing generally, however, in the direction 

 the moose had gone, and again came to the 

 trail. This occurred four or five times, until 

 finally the explanation of his conduct flashed 

 upon me, for there lay his cartridge. I saw — 

 as he afterward described it to me — where he 

 had shot at the moose, which had just arisen 

 out of its bed a short distance away, but, as 

 usual, he had missed it. Now I had noticed, 

 in my three weeks' experience, that I had 

 come upon the moose either lying down or 

 standing in some thicket, but that they had 

 been able to wind me considerably before my 



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