HABITS, HAUNTS, AND ANECDOTES 



from the guide that we skirt the shore 

 and see if there be any game in the pond 

 brought hearty approval from his em- 

 ployer, and seating myself in the bow, 

 we were soon under way. Such music 

 the tiny ripples make as they frolic and 

 dance at the bow, as the craft glides 

 noiselessly along, the whirr of many 

 wings, and a large flock of wild ducks 

 are up and away at our approach. The 

 moon is on the rise, and lights this wood- 

 land paradise with its shining rays. 

 Suddenly a loud splashing was heard 

 down the shore not many rods distant, 

 and the guide sheers off so as to approach 

 the forest denizen from the side. Again 

 the splashing, and twenty rods distant 

 can be seen a large moose, throwing the 

 water from off his sides, unconscious of 

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