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prevented me as it was too far. As the moose had 

 seen us there "was of course no use in following him 

 further then, so we went off to see about our breakfast. 

 As we were re-crossing the barren Joe lingered on a 

 rising ground to have another ' last fond look ' towards 

 the forest. Turning round, I saw him lying down and 

 beckoning to me, so I immediately 6rept up to him 

 and observed, in the direction he pointed, another bull 

 moose standing at the edge of the forest some 500 

 or 600 yards off. He also, no doubt, had been attracted 

 by the ' call.' We lay and watched him anxiously, as 

 gradually and very slowly he came nearer and nearer to 

 us. At last he was within a hundred yards, and standing 

 still, but he was facing me, and a tree was somewhat in 

 the way too, so I dared not fire. "What a noble fellow 

 he was, as he stood there with his long black hair 

 glistening in the morning sun ! At last he moved 

 slightly to the left, and I fired, aiming immediately 

 behind the shoulder. He wheeled about and trotted 

 off as if nothing was the matter. The second barrel of 

 my rifle missed fire. I then rushed over to where Joe 

 was lying and seized my smooth bore, and gave him 

 both barrels as he was making rapidly for the wood 

 at about 200 yards. This brought him too. In a few 

 minutes more Joe's knife was in his throat. It turned 

 out that the ball of my Lancaster rifle had entered 

 where I intended it should, and had passed through 



