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diminished in volume or force. Glade said, " You'll 

 surely not start out on a morning like this." 



"But I surely will," 1 answered him, "provided 

 Henry says so." 



After breakfast a guide appeared, who was to carry 

 in a pack containing blankets and some supplies, and 

 Henry and the guide and I took the trail for Moccasin 

 Lake, four miles away. 



The road was uniformly upgrade. Many moose 

 tracks were seen, but the downpouring rain made it 

 impossible to tell whether they were " fresh " or not. 

 However, Henry decided to rest under the shelter of a 

 big rock, and make one or two moose calls, for to his 

 keen eye the signs he had noted warranted a trial call 

 at any rate. Getting no response to the moose horn 

 greetings, the journey was resumed without anything 

 of further interest excepting that Henry shot three 

 partridges on the way with the .22 calibre rifle. When 

 the camp was reached we were surprised to see a big 

 fire burning in the stove, and two men in front of the 

 fire. There were no courteous greetings between them 

 and my party. They had nothing to say, and after 

 waiting a few minutes more by the stove they went 

 outside, stopped a moment at the door, said, " Good- 

 bye," and both of them departed without further ado. 



They were guides belonging to a man who had re- 

 cently inaugurated a rival business to Henry's a man 

 whom Henry had guided in former years. There was 



