The Big Moose of Little Tobiqae 



A oonqnest for a prince to boast of. 



—Henry IV. 



Boasting is the badge of the fool. No dyed-in- 

 the-wool sportsman will use it, for he knows too well 

 that his exploits are not due solely to his skill. It is 

 true that the writer succeeded, where other ambitious 

 " sports " had failed, in capturing the " Big Moose of 

 Little Tobique," but this was not because they had 

 been less expert, but for the reason that he had more 

 luck and perseverance. Luck is a potent factor in 

 the hunter's success, and none knows the fact better 

 than himself. 



And now, in the words of the crook-back Richard, 

 " I will retail my conquest won " and as briefly as its 

 attending incidents will permit. 



The Tobique River flows into the St. Johns River 

 about a hundred miles from the mouth of the latter at 

 the city of St. Johns, New Brunswick, Canada. The 

 Tobique has four branches and these unite at "The 

 Forks," sixty miles from its mouth, and are named the 

 "Serpentine," the "Sisson," the "Right-hand branch" 

 and the "Left-hand branch" or "Little Tobique." 

 The latter rises in the two Nictau Lakes and these get 



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