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moose was now resting, now browsing, in a little meadow 

 full of fallen timber between two low romided ridges. 

 From the great height on which we stood we could look 

 down into this glade and see him distinctly. But we 

 were well aware that when we had once left the summit 

 and had plunged into the tangled bottoms we should be 

 lost unless we had easily recognizable landmarks to steer 

 by. There were, fortimately for this purpose, seven 

 large boulders on the side of the Httle ridge between us 

 and the moose and we aimed to arrive at this point. 



The first part of the journey was difficult, owing to 

 the numerous alders which surrounded the Httle hill on 

 which the camp was placed, but we worked successfully 

 through these and kept on the highest ground possible, 

 while heading in the general direction of our prey, in 

 order that we might, from time to time, try to look again 

 for him and make sure that we were traveling right and 

 that he had not shifted his location. Several small hills 

 gave us a chance of spying down into the little meadow 

 where the moose had been, but we were now lower than 

 at the camp and, whereas from the greater elevation 

 there we could look through the thinner parts of the tree 

 stems, from here we saw a maze of thicker trunks. Con- 

 sequently it was very hard to make out the animal, and 

 at some of our stopping places we did not succeed; but as 

 we drew nearer we located him ranging to and fro and at 

 last lying in the bottom of the little hollow. Carefully 

 we went down across a swampy meadow and reached the 

 ridge of the seven rocks. 



Coats were here laid aside for a crawl. Our first 

 attempt brought us about fifty yards too far to the right 

 of the moose, so we retraced our steps and went farther 

 along before we climbed up on the ridge again. Now we 



