ii6 A Hunting Trip 



a headlong plunge into the brush, and the 

 guide said, " That ends him." During the 

 excitement old Tom was saying, " Don't get 

 excited, put them into the right place " ; and 

 when he saw him fall he put up a wild hur- 

 rah, at the same time executing a species of 

 Irish jig, then walked up to me, and said, 

 " Well done, old boy! I knew you would bring 

 him; you are the best shot I have ever had out 

 with me." I thought to myself, " I pity the 

 other fellows." He extended, too, his large, 

 brawny hand, and the hand-shake he gave me 

 was warm and sincere, as he kept repeating, 

 "Good shot; good shot," and when we 

 reached the water he lifted me off my feet and 

 carried me over to the other side, where we 

 danced round a ring in the mire almost to our 

 knees, chanting the death knell of the king 

 of the forest. In a short time Archie arrived 

 with the canoe, so the Nimrod pulled out of his 

 pocket a new ten-dollar bill, tore it in half, 

 giving half to the guide and half to the cook; 

 whereupon Archie mounted the moose's bod}'-, 

 gave us a little dance, and del^red his 

 thanks, stuttering so horribly that it was dif- 



