180 Moose -Hunting. 



" How is it we don't hear him ? " 



"Always moose when scared come slow; very careful, you see, 

 don't step on branches, not'in', make no noise 't all, and keep listenin' 

 all time, you see ; that take 'im long time gettin' here." 



Again the counterfeit presentment, this time louder than before, 

 echoed through the forest. As it died away, our ears detected a 

 slight crash in the woods, instantly followed by a soft note from a 

 bull-moose, to which Sebatis replied, then all was silent. 



" Look," said Sebatis in a low tone, "bull-moose comin', you see 

 big black somethin' on barren this side lake, that's him. Now, when 

 you see 'im clear, make good shot." 



Although I strained my eyes in trying to discern the moose, it 

 was some time before I could make him out, and then not in a way 

 to insure a satisfactory shot. Reaching out my hand, I touched 

 Sebatis, who took the hint, and in a low, modulated tone again gave 

 the call. 



This time, without replying, the bull-moose moved cautiously for- 

 ward, evidently very uneasy and anxious. His great body was now 

 plainly visible in full relief against the shimmering lake, and as it 

 was not likely that I would get a better chance I fired. There was 

 a crash, and as the smoke cleared away I saw the moose struggling 

 to his feet again, when Sebatis put in a well directed shot and ended 

 the scene. 



" By tunders !" exclaimed Sebatis, as he gazed on the huge pro- 

 portions of the fallen moose, " that bigges' moose I ever see all my 

 life ; no wonder I t'ink devil, so cunnin', you see. One time to-night 

 I t'ink not much chance kill that moose." 



" You still think that it is the moose that fooled you so often?" 



" Sartin, that same moose ; I know 'im, you see, 'cause horns so 

 broad, 'most five feet 'cross on top." 



The measurements and weight of this noble specimen have been 

 stated in another part of this paper, and the magnificent antlers are 

 now in the possession of the writer. 



Charlotte County, New Brunswick, the scene of our hunt, was at 

 one time a place much frequented by Indians, and various interesting 

 relics of their former occupation of the country have been from time 

 to time discovered. On the portage road at St. George, stone pipes, 

 chisels, tomahawks, etc., etc., have frequently been turned up, and a 



