192 Hunting Big Game 



The moon began to peep over the tree-tops 

 of the distant hills ; and what a fine moonlight 

 night it was on the lake, calm and quiet save 

 the " hoot-hoot " of the owl and the calling 

 of the guide as it echoed and re-echoed in 

 those distant hills. 



One has no conception of the vastness of 

 the magnificent unsettled country stretching 

 north of 47 degrees north latitude, before 

 he takes such a trip. We did not see a moose, 

 so we returned to camp and all retired for the 

 night ; the civilians as usual in the tent, and the 

 two Indians outside with nothing over them 

 but the starry heaven. 



At daybreak Frank stuck his head inside 

 the tent and said, " Billy, Billy, I think I hear 

 something across the lake." In less time than 

 it takes to write, the nimrod was up and ready 

 to start, for he slept in his clothes, except 

 coat and shoes. Away we went to the other 

 shore, where we saw plentiful fresh signs of 

 moose, wolves, and deer. Presently the In- 

 dian said: 



" There, look ; two deer over there on the other 

 shore." Immediately the bow of the canoe 



