LETTER XIX. 231 



by his friend the agent. As he stood, he noticed 

 in the passage leading to the outside yard a young 

 moose set up. 



* Hullo ! where did you get that moose from ?' 

 he asked. 



" Oh, one of the Indians brought him in. 

 What do you think of him ?' replied the agent. 



* Well, he is pretty well set up, well filled out, 

 and carries his head in a natural way enough ; 

 but, you know, he is much too high in the quarters 

 for a moose. That's where you fellows always 

 make a mistake.' 



' Do you think so, Major ?' grinned the agent, 

 and turning to the moose, ' Hi, Jack !' he shouted ; 

 ' come and apologize for yourself !' 



The great beast, a yearling bull, lifted his 

 head, woke from his day-dream, and shambled up 

 to his master ! Beware, Pat, how you criticise 

 my trophies after that ! 



Yours truly, 



C. P. W. 



