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ficult to understand him. Archie Miles was 

 a character well worth mentioning. He was a 

 httle hard of hearing ai}d stuttered a great 

 deal in talking; and the first thing he said 

 when he came up was this, " Wha-wha-wha- 

 what-what th-th-the h-h-h — wer-wer-were you 

 sh-sh-shooting at?" "A bull moose," old 

 Tom informed him. " I-I-I kn-kne-knew it 

 it mu-mus-mus-must be bi-bi-big g-ga-gam- 

 game or th-the d-de-de-devil," was Archie's 

 rejoinder. 



The next thing in order was to skin the tro- 

 phy and dress it. After skinning we found 

 that four of the balls had entered the body 

 without ever passing through the oppo- 

 site side of the hide, it being very tough; three 

 of them had penetrated a little behind the 

 shoulder and through the lights, and any one 

 of them would have produced death in time. 

 After being dressed the trophy was then taken 

 to our temporary camp at the luncheon- 

 ground. 



A brief description of Tom, the guide, might 

 not be out of place here. He was about fifty 

 years old, about six feet tall, with a powerful 



