I70 Hunting Big Game 



the place. Kippewa lies at the southern ex- 

 tremity of Lake Kippewa, one of a chain of 

 lakes stretching northward towards Hudson 

 Bay. Through this great expanse of terri- 

 tory there is scarcely a house or settlement, 

 except scattered Indians' huts and lumber- 

 men's camps. That night we secured the ser- 

 vices of two Indian guides, whose names were 

 Frank, alias Jaw-bones, and Louis, for the 

 coming hunt. 



The following morning we were up and out 

 early, going by canoe with our guides to look 

 at the bear-traps which they had set in the 

 swamps within a radius of twenty miles of 

 Kippewa. The Indians were not anxious for 

 our company on this business, and only the 

 persistence of the nimrod prevailed over their 

 rooted prejudices. 



The two guides packed our outfit to the 

 lake, all four of us piled into the birch-bark 

 canoe, and away we started for the traps. 

 After shooting some rapids, we threw in the 

 troll, and about the time it struck the water 

 we had a strike, but did not land ; in about two 

 minutes we had another strike and landed a 



