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a 45-90 rifle can do. If you're going to try it you'd 

 better begin. They'll soon be off." 



I decided to try the shot, and from under the edge 

 of the dam I aimed for the bull's shoulder and fired. 

 My shot was a clean miss. Then we saw a scene 

 plainly illustrating the amount of human nature that 

 underlies the instinct of the moose. As the report of 

 the rifle rang out and echoed around the edges of the 

 forest encircling the open space, the cow-moose ran 

 here and there in every direction. Fear seemed to 

 have dethroned her courage and prudence. But the 

 bull stood still, rigid, erect, his mane up, while every 

 hair on his body bristled defiance. 



I fired cartridge No. 2, making another miss. Then 

 came a repetition of the scene just described, the bull 

 standing still as ever. I reasoned that the strong, 

 quartering wind to the right was deflecting the bullets; 

 so I aimed a little more to the left the third time and 

 fired. 



And then followed a strange sight. The bullet had 

 reached the bull and he started with a rush and a crash 

 like a locomotive off the rails. Away he went, 

 straight for the woods to the left. The guide and I 

 then sprang upon the top of the dam and watched the 

 cow who was still running about in the open, and 

 thoroughly panic-struck. A couple of minutes elapsed 

 and then the wounded bull ran back from his strong- 

 hold of timber to get the cow away from danger. 



