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clear view across, when the calf jumped up from be- 

 hind a log where it had been lying. The frightened 

 animal ran fifty yards before Dyche could get a shot 

 at it, and then it, too, disappeared and not a moose 

 was to be seen or a sound heard. 



Dyche ran back to the spot where he had left Brown 

 in the boat, but Brown had gone ashore on the north 

 side and the boat was drifting down the river. The 

 naturalist waded to the scow and poled his way 

 across. He had gone but a short distance when 

 he heard a shout from Brown. Hastening to his com- 

 panion, he found him standing over a mighty bull 

 moose. He was, indeed, a monster. His great horns 

 spread out above his head like immense shields, while 

 his body showed that he was the giant of the swamps. 

 Dyche was almost exhausted with his exertions and 

 excitement, but he found sufficient breath to jump on 

 the big animal and make the woods ring with the 

 university yell. Brown looked at him in surprise 

 and then started off to look for more moose. Soon 

 his call was heard again, and this time Dyche found 

 him standing beside the body of a cow. Dyche gave 

 more cheers while his companion went to look for 

 the calf. 



Soon Dyche heard the vigorous use of strong lan- 

 guage in the direction of the river, and hastening 

 there found that Brown had undertaken a task which 

 was almost too much for him. The calf, badly 

 wounded, was standing in the water pulling back 

 from Brown, who was holding to one ear while he 

 braced himself by grasping the willows lining the 

 stream with one hand. The calf was getting some- 



