wild Editors I Have Known 



a moose called up and was anxious to have the thrill 

 coincident with shooting at big game, but at the same 

 time he was generous enough to spare the animal's life, 

 so that some other sportsman would not be deprived of 

 an equally exciting morning ! 



The next day one of the other wielders of the weapon 

 that is mightier than the sword participated in a still- 

 hunting adventure. In company with a guide he crept 

 through the woods, working scientifically to windward, 

 and came upon a whole family of Alces machlis. Included 

 in this company was a magnificent bull. As the editor 

 tells the story, there were two bulls, one with a fine set 

 of horns standing broadside to view, hardly fifty feet 

 away in the open barrens, and the other was the " bull " 

 made by the editor when he discovered that he had an 

 empty rifle in his hands and had left aU his cartridges at 

 the camp. 



Another editor decided not to follow the example of 

 his fellow-hunters. After looking the field over for 

 several days, he picked out a nice bull moose with decora- 

 tive horns. Two well-directed shots were instrumental 

 in supplying meat for the camp and a fine head for the 

 editor's den. 



Quite a problem in psychology was presented when 

 one of the editors exercised his personality to such an 

 extent that he succeeded in losing his guide and incident- 

 ally himself. It would perhaps be unfair to the guide 

 to say that it was a demonstration of the power of mind 

 over matter. The near tragedy was brought about by 

 the discussion, around the camp-fire, of the value of the 

 compass to the hunter. One of the guides mentioned 

 that the compass was practically useless to him personally, 

 for the simple reason that he found it very difficult to 

 follow the direction pointed out by the vacillating needle. 

 On the other hand, he claimed that it was a simple matter 



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