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miles from the river. Then we located ourselves at an 

 abandoned lumber camp and spent the night there. 

 It was decided that my son should take up his quarters 

 at the foot of one piece of dead-water and I at the 

 head of another, a mile and a half away. The sky 

 was threatening and rain began to fall at two o'clock 

 in the morning. 



We watched and called at intervals till dawn began 

 to break ; then wearied with watching and chilled to 

 the bone I crawled under my blanket. 



The guide had wandered down the stream, a hun- 

 dred yards or more, to where it is crossed by a little 

 bridge. Here he stopped for the purpose of taking a 

 drink of water. As he stepped on the bridge, he saw 

 a bull-moose move cautiously out of the woods and 

 head for my direction. The guide watched him in- 

 tently, and when the moose would make a step he 

 would do the same, so as to not attract the animal's 

 attention by the noise made in walking. The moose 

 took the opposite bank of the stream, walking a few 

 steps and then stopping to listen. Whenever the bull 

 stopped, the guide also would stop, and thus a consid- 

 erable time was spent before the latter reached the 

 place where I lay snuggled under my blanket. By the 

 time the bull got directly opposite to me, the guide 

 had reached a clump of alders, behind which he stood 

 and within earshot. He did not dare to give the 

 moose a chance to see him, but I heard him say in low, 



