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go on his back, his leg in de air — more harder he pull, more 

 harder rope hold.' 



" ' Well, but would it not be much easier for the men to shoot 

 the Moose V 



" ' O no ; white man too busy ; may be he bad shot ; may be 

 he only wound Moose, then Moose run away and die. White 

 man no able to follow, only Indian able to find track.' 



" We had conversed long upon hunting, &c. The night was 

 frosty, and our blankets were brought into play — to say nothing 

 of the mountain dew, and a stone pipe to keep us warm. Adella 

 many times had tried his call, which produced a sound not un- 

 like the lowing of a domestic cow. The conversation now 

 flagged, and I was laying on my back, ruminating on the danc- 

 ing orbs above me — taking into serious consideration whether 

 they were inhabited, and if so, whether the natives really do, as 

 has been learnedly stated, carry tlieir heads under their arras; 

 and I was just bringing another «/" to bear upon the inconve- 

 nience of such a proceeding in hunting, &c., when I was dis- 

 turbed by a distant low, which Adella instantly answered with 

 his call. 



" * Now, brother, we sure to see bull Moose — he think cow 

 call him, and when he come, and no find cow, he very mad — 

 just same as you, spose you going to see pretty squaw, and she 

 no come. Moose always most quiet of any beast, though um 

 very big, most big as horse, and horns ten times big as Deer, 

 and he very strong. He very quiet, but he no like to be cheated 

 out of um cow ; so when he come you be very still, and no shoot 

 urn till I tell you. May be he kill you if he get mad, and see.' 



" We could hear from time to time the loud bellow of the 

 bull Moose, which was always answered by the call. Our rifles 

 were examined, and we remained in a state of anxious suspense 

 about half an hour. At last we could distinctly hear the tramp 

 of the bull as he tore through the thicket. It may appear but 

 tame work to lay in ambush, and lure a poor animal to the 

 muzzle of your gun — yet, for my own pait, I must confess my 

 feelings were excited to a degree I had seldom before expe- 

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