THE daily reports sent in by the forest rangers often con- 

 tain descriptions of life in the north woods that are 

 thrilling in the extreme. One of the rangers, for in- 

 stance, had an encounter with a big Canadian lynx that 

 jumped onto his back. Some excerpts from the report of lynx 

 incident is given herewith. 



"Spent night at Clearwater Lake. Date- 1-23, 1915 Dis- 

 trict, 20. Condition of district/fair. A. M. N. W. wind N. W. 

 P. M. Lft. S. B. at 8 A. M. Snow shoed ahead of team, had 

 to break trail most of the way ari. at cabin about 3:45 P. M. 

 After dark I walked down to the lake after water. On leav- 

 ing the lake passing a spruce tree I heard a rustling ahead 

 and all of a sudden a great big Canadian lynx was on my 

 back clawing Hx-* out of my cap, from there it jumped to 

 the ground in front of me and say we had a fierce battle. I 

 did not have any weapon on me but my fingers which were 

 put to use never like it before in the scirmish I stepped in 

 the water pail which brought me to a fall and the brute with 

 renewed energy made the attack most interesting until I got 

 rid of my mitts and got him by the wind pipe by that time 

 he had nearly all my clothes torn off from me. I suppose 

 Pat herd the war cry and rushed to my assistance all I knew 

 is when he helped me up he said by the way you hollered I 

 thought the Germans were coming. 



On the following day this ranger's report read, in part, as 

 follows: "I had to mend .my clothes as best I could but 

 changed a LITTLE in appearance, just the same Pat is 

 laughing at my clothes. Went on the lake to fish. Cought 8 

 nice trout in less than an hour, good dinner. After noon had 

 6 Indians and one white man for co." 



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