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quarters so he will have less weight to carry. When he 

 gets back to the canoe with his first load, if it is raining 

 or cold he will usually put up his little tent, gather a 

 good pile of dry firewood, eat some more meat and 

 bread, and drink his strong black tea before he goes 

 back for the next load. He will often spend a full day 

 packing out moose meat, eating a little lunch between 

 each trip. By night-time he is tired and sleepy, but if 

 the weather is calm and he wishes to get across a big lake 

 before a storm comes up, after a rest he will load his 

 canoe and start on his homeward trip any time in the 

 night that he feels inclined that way. He really does 

 not rest or eat a proper variety of food until he has his 

 moose head, hide, and meat at some place where he can 

 load it on a wagon. It is quite the usual thing for 

 hunters to come to Lowe's Landing, on Lake Rossignol, 

 at two or three o'clock in the morning with a moose, 

 unload their canoes, pile their cargo on the shore, turn 

 the canoes over their dunnage, walk twelve miles to 

 Caledonia and walk back with an ox team, put their 

 load on the wagon, and walk out again without stopping 

 anywhere to sleep. 



They sacrifice all thought of sleep or physical comfort 

 until they have safely landed the moose in the settle- 

 ment. 



When two men go together it simplifies the work 

 somewhat. 



If a guide should put a sportsman through a course 

 of sprouts such as the above, if it did not kill him, it 

 would at least preclude the possibility of the guide ever 

 being hired again. 



Luckily the amateur sportsman that habitually 

 journeys into the Nova Scotia woods to hunt big game, 

 does so to gain health and have a good time. If he gets 

 a fine head he is tremendously pleased, and the guide 



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