6 MOOSE-HUNTING, SALMON-FISHING, ETC 



fray. A bull-moose fight is not often seen. 

 Presently they marched towards each other, 

 and when within a few yards, stood on their 

 hind legs and rushed together, striking with 

 their fore legs, then receded a few yards 

 and at it again. Such blows ! We expected 

 on every encounter to see broken legs. At 

 the distance they were from us, fully 300 

 yards, we were confident we saw blood then, 

 as we did the marks of it the next day when 

 on the spot. The struggle lasted ten minutes, 

 when they both got satisfied, and went off on 

 opposite sides of the meadow. We felt like 

 caged birds during the contest, for we were 

 too far, even with a chance shot, to reach 

 them, yet were aggravated by the fact that 

 they fought within 60 yards of the very 

 spot we were aiming for when Jack met his 

 mishap. 



Daylight next morning found us on the 

 move, Bob cooking breakfast, Jack cutting 

 wood, and I off to the lake for a mess of blue- 

 wings. What a sight met my view as I 

 reached it ! There they were by the hundred 

 I might almost say by the thousand, many of 

 them asleep with their heads under their 



