HOW IT ALL CAME ABOUT 3 



nation to such an extent that all of the homely 

 remedies for insomnia failed me until near 

 morning, and then the tired brain was heavy 

 and I fell asleep. 



From that time on I was determined that 

 sooner or later I would make the journey to 

 this "Land of Promise" — this paradise for big 

 game, this country where the days would be 

 long and the nights would be short. Two 

 hunting seasons to New Brunswick, Canada, 

 and to my own camp in the Maine wilderness, 

 had come and gone before opportunity and 

 time favored the desire to journey to the 

 North. Much planning was needed as to the 

 outfit to start with; the supplies to be taken; 

 the guides to be selected ; the number of horses 

 which would be necessary; the rifles to be 

 used. All of these details needed close con- 

 sideration. 



With the kindly help and advice of Mr. 

 Wilson Potter — the modest young man and 

 splendid hunter whose story and experience in 

 this country had so entranced me — all the dif- 

 ficulties were cleared away, and on the even- 

 ing of August I, 1912, accompanied by Dr. 

 Morris J. Lewis, an eminent physician of 

 Philadelphia, we left the steaming city upon 

 our long journey. We were routed via To- 



