250 CAPTAIN CART WRIGHT'S 



inconsiderable loss; for he was a noble, fat beast. 

 I also saw many grouse, and killed four. 



Wednes., September 30, 1778. At eleven o'clock 

 I went up South-east Cove, and walked from 

 thence to the eastern traps; the bridge of the 

 furthest large one had been turned by a fox; but 

 a small stump which I did not perceive before 

 caught one of the jaws and prevented it from 

 striking up; by the side of the trap I found five 

 large mice,^ which the fox had dropped out of his 

 mouth. In the mean time, Martin walked to the 

 top of Mount Martin, where he met with several 

 grouse, and killed four; from thence he discov- 

 ered a large stag, which he supposed had winded 

 me, and was coming up the path, which leads from 

 the south-east end to the top of the hill, where 

 he waylayed and killed him. I have mentioned 

 this hill before, yet it was not until to-day, 

 and from the above circumstance that I named 

 it. 



Thursday, October 1, 1778. At eight this morn- 

 ing, I went with four hands in the Roebuck, to 

 fetch home the venison. We broke him up where 

 he lay, and brought all down at one time, together 

 with two brace of grouse which Martin shot. He 

 proved a noble creature, had twenty-nine points 

 on his head, measured twelve hands and three 

 inches in height, produced ten pounds of suet, 

 and weighed as follows: viz., his quarters two 

 hundred and seventy pounds, head twenty pounds, 



* Perhaps the larger Labrador meadow mouse, Microtus pennsylvanicus 

 enixus. 



