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Hunting Big Game 



In the morning we had early callers in 

 camp, neighbors who dwelt among the stately- 

 birches — brothers of the forest which have 

 stood for ages, tottered some of them and fal- 

 len, with now a covering of green moss, afford- 

 ing shelter and protection to the ruffed grouse 



An Ideal Spot for Game. 



who live and enjoy God's own country, as one 

 of the party expressed it. Just at the peep 

 of day they made the call, and after investi- 

 gating the tents, cooking utensils, etc., and 

 strutting around the yard, they disappeared 



