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the head, and the hunter the etceteras, and 

 away we went through the woods for our head- 

 quarters camp. 



Sunday was a beautiful day, the sun shining 

 brightly through the trees, the moose-birds 

 flying hither and thither in large numbers eat- 

 ing the scraps of meat, soap, and any other 

 thing they could find, the red squirrels sport- 

 ing around the camp, very tame, and the many 

 warblers flitting around the tree-tops — alto- 

 gether an ideal day of rest for the hunter. 



Monday morning all parties were up and 

 ready to start for the happy hunting-grounds 

 before five o'clock. The morning was bright, 

 the sun shining, and a slight breeze blowing, 

 the above conditions being very favorable for 

 stealing on the game for a snap-shot if sighted. 

 As the canoe was gliding quietly over the even 

 surface of the water the guide whispered: 

 " There is a deer in the water ahead of us ; let 

 us keep quiet and slip on to it while it is feed- 

 ing." When we first saw it it was some three 

 hundred yards distant, and when we reached 

 one half of the distance the deer threw up its 

 head and we saw it was a large doe. She con- 



