INTER-OCEAN HUNTING TALES 



this was an Irish bull, he seemed better 

 satisfied. 



During the rest of my sojourn I had con- 

 siderable amusement in shooting at a mark 

 with my .22 automatic Winchester, which 

 affords plenty of practice without making too 

 much noise, and is also useful for small game. 



The return trip home was diversified with 

 the common experiences of the transition 

 from the rough camp life to your own fire- 

 side, when you sit in an easy chair and talk 

 it all over with your friends. Sixty miles' 

 paddling down the Tobique, ever impelled 

 by its rapid though wayward current, which 

 required the constant correction of your 

 course, and gave delight in the survey of the 

 beautiful banks decorated by the virgin forest 

 for miles, marked the first day's journey. 

 The next day a ride in stuffy cars over a 

 second-class railroad, until you finally land in 

 a Pullman coach and spin along at the rate 

 of sixty miles an hour. Perhaps you pick 

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