CHAPTER VI 



HUNTING BIG GAME WITH A TENDERFOOT 



THERE is no difficulty in getting com- 

 panions for a hunt before the time 

 fixed to start; but when the time approaches, 

 one by one the mighty nimrods offer all sorts 

 and degrees of excuses as to why they can't 

 go; and oh! how annoying to find yourself 

 without a companion after talking and think- 

 ing about your great hunt for months. But 

 to one thoroughly imbued with the spirit there 

 is no such thing as turning back, having once 

 again put his hand to the gun; and all alone 

 he goes into the wilds to try his luck again. 



After several disappointments, the writer 

 packed his trunk for his annual hunt, and left 

 Pittsburg in September, bound for the haunts 

 of the moose in Canada. A few hours at Buf- 

 falo en route satisfied him with city life, which 

 was, perhaps, due to the fundamental simili- 



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