68 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



break any twigs or branches. We would tiptoe along 

 for a half mile or more ; then sit clown and listen for 

 several minutes. 



We saw no fresh tracks of any kind. When the road 

 reached the bottom of the decline, we found an exten- 

 sive " dead-water." 



Now the day had become really hot, and, as for my- 

 self, my clothes were wringing wet with perspiration, 

 while Uncle Henry was mopping his face at times quite 

 vigorously. 



We explored the dead-water for signs on both sides, 

 but found none. Then we sat down and rested for maybe 

 half an hour, during which time Uncle Henry made a 

 few " calls " on the birch-bark horn. 



Our route was now changed to one at right angles to 

 the road we had been following. This road led close 

 along the brook which formed the dead-water ; conse- 

 quently it was wet and in places quite muddy, while the 

 everlasting alders could not well grow any thicker than 

 they grew in those bottoms. 



An hour's walk under these conditions showed us no 

 fresh tracks, until we arrived at a spot where a brook 

 came down from the mountain, which we were to climb 

 from the rear, and entered the stream that we had been 

 following. 



Here we saw the very fresh track of a bull moose, 

 and a short distance further on we noted that he had 

 been polishing his antlers upon some alders. With one 



