IN THE ALASKA- YUKON GAMELANDS 



in the opposite direction. Believing that he 

 traveled a short distance going in this direction, 

 but not knowing for sure, as the foliage hid him, 

 I fired two more shots at about the place I 

 judged he would be if he had kept going. When 

 I went down I found him dying from the first 

 and only shot that hit him. 



The bullet struck him in the left side, passed 

 thru both shoulders — smashing the humerus 

 bone of each shoulder at exactly the same relative 

 point — and passed out through the hide of the 

 right shoulder. (The bullet was the regular 

 220-grain soft point .30 U. S. '03.) The work 

 of this bullet was almost unbelievable. I would 

 have had doubts about its wonderful effect if I 

 hadn't seen it. That this bullet could go through 

 the two humerus bones of a big moose, contin- 

 uing through his body, tearing bones and flesh 

 so frightfully, and yet be able to remain intact 

 sufficiently to make its exit on the opposite side 

 thru a hole in the skin not larger than an inch 

 in size, was something very remarkable, I 

 thought. While I have killed grizzly bears, 

 moose and elk with this same shell before, and 

 never feared for the result, yet now that I had 

 before me this latest and most wonderful demon- 

 stration of its execution I am stronger for it 

 than ever before— and, in the language of the 

 vernacular, that is "going some." 



I had been very fortunate in my shooting so 

 far, my first four animals being killed by a single 



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