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by a small cow moose, there was nothing else to be 

 found. Hence we wrote home that the moose had 

 gone. 



The allotted time for my companion to stay having 

 expired, he left us on a Thursday, and the last words 

 he " hollered " to me were, " When you get back 

 home call me up on the 'phone, and just say, ' I've got 

 him.'" 



Some few days afterward, at five o'clock in the 

 morning, my guide and I paddled down the lake to 

 the dam at its foot. We left the canoe there, and then 

 walked down the stream a couple of miles to a road 

 leading away at right angles to the water. Up this 

 road we traveled until we came to a set of lumber 

 camps, where he had seen a big buck the day before. 



No signs of him or of any other deer being visible, 

 we planned that I should take a tote-road along the 

 western side of the ridge to another set of old camps 

 five miles away. The guide was to return by the way 

 we came, take the canoe again, and paddle up the lake 

 and the stream to a road that would lead to this last 

 set of camps, and there he was to await my arrival, 

 which we fixed could be easily done by 11 : 30 A. M. 



We had lunch with us and I had on an extra coat, a 

 sweater, a vest, and a bathing vest, but on account of 

 the heat, before the first set of camps was in view all 

 these articles of clothing had been discarded and 

 hidden in a plainly marked hollow tree. 



