place on Daly's Lake where a big 

 fellow has been seen." 



"Very well, I will be ready in an 

 hour." It was then the middle of 

 the afternoon. I proceeded to ac- 

 quire as many warm things as pos- 

 sible, including a fur coat and a hot 

 water bag, as sitting in a canoe 

 motionless for hours while it gets 

 colder and colder, is not the most 

 comfortable way of putting in time; 

 and leaving all detachable sentiment 

 with Nimrod for safe keeping, I 

 settled myself in the canoe with a 

 "now or never and you know you 

 want to" attitude of mind that 

 boded ill for any moose with worthy 

 antlers that was unlucky enough 

 to get within range. 



The way to Daly's Lake took us 

 past the scene of the morning's 

 experience. Before reembarking Bert 

 had made a little fire that I might 

 thaw out. He had carefully scat- 

 tered the brands as usual when we 

 left; although there seemed small 

 need of it as the woods were soaked 

 from recent rains and melting snow. 



Now to my infinite chagrin, we 

 saw that some treacherous spark 



