Moose - Hunting. 1 8 1 



few years since an object of much ethnological interest was found, in 

 the shape of a stone medallion having the full-sized head of an Indian 

 sculptured upon it. This stone is now in the collection of the Natural 

 History Society at St. John, New Brunswick. On one of the mount- 

 ains on Lake Utopia there was at one time a curious structure 

 resembling an altar, and built with large slabs of granite. Recently 

 some vandals, in order to gratify an idiotic whim, tumbled the largest 

 block down the hill-side and into the lake. 



The glory of the noble forest where we hunted the devil-moose 

 has departed, and all is now blackened stumps and ashes where once 

 the green canopy seemed boundless. Sometimes a heavy gale, such 

 as the Saxby in 1869, prostrates the trees, or the insatiable lumber- 

 men cut them down, and then in summer-time, when everything is as 

 dry as tinder, a party of hunters or anglers are careless of their fire, 

 and soon the country is in a blaze for miles. This drives the moose 

 and caribou away from their ancient haunts, and they seldom return. 

 With a little precaution, all of this might be prevented, and the 

 trouble of restocking our rivers with salmon, trying to re-introduce 

 the game, and all the rest of it, might be avoided. 



Nowadays, when I take a holiday with Sebatis, we occasionally 

 make a long hunt in search of moose or caribou, but in general have 

 to content ourselves with a deer, the ruffed grouse, ducks, and hares 

 of the country, and the glorious brook-trout which fill the innumer- 

 able lakes in Charlotte County, — single specimens often reaching the 

 weight of seven pounds. 



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