70 MOOSE-HUNTING, SALMON-FISHING, ETC 



may imagine, when my companion whispered, 

 " I see them swimming up. Don't you see them 

 directly in front of us ? " Sure enough there 

 were as many as a dozen, and many more 

 joining them. As my companion was the 

 oldest hand at this business, I had given the 

 arrangements into his hands to plan, and of 

 course we both understood the signals. There 

 they were by this time in front of us, a black 

 mass, with their heads down under water 

 after gravel, and their tails in the air, but 

 working very close together, and only about 

 35 yards away. Our guns mine a breech- 

 loader No. 10, his a muzzle-loader No. 10 

 were both loaded with B shot. My com- 

 panion said, "Be ready. They are so nicely 

 together we won't get a better chance; 

 besides, something might start them, so we'll 

 try them. Wait till I get their heads up." 



While they were gravelling, my sporting 

 readers know there would always be some on 

 the look-out, so he gave a shrill whistle, and 

 every head was in the air. They were alarmed, 

 and drew closer together. " Now give it to 

 them! 'One! two!'" "Bang! bang! bang! 

 bang ! " " Kahouk ! Kahouk ! ouk ouk ! " 



