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gave the alarm, when the whole herd made the water fly 

 in their frantic retreat. 



When they had gone I returned to the dead stag and 

 cut off his head and carried it back to camp, after a day's 

 hunting during which I saw more game within a few hours 

 than ever before or since in the same short period of time 

 in Canada. I found that Howard had killed another 

 caribou. Ross, Howard, and Gagnon all agreed that the 

 stag I had shot was the same that they had seen a week 

 earlier. 



The death of that stag completed my limit for the year 

 under the Provincial licence, and the rest of my trip was 

 taken up in searching for moose. 



Notwithstanding all my efforts, and those of Ed, I 

 failed to see a single one. Had the weather been less bois- 

 terous, we might perhaps have tempted in a bull by call- 

 ing ; the nearest approach to success came to us one even- 

 ing, when I called and a bull answered. He was coming in 

 most promisingly when one of the French-Canadians in the 

 camp, a mile and a half away, began to chop wood. We 

 neither saw nor heard any sign of the moose again. 



During the following day, when we were all walking on 

 the trail, Ed spied a caribou stag a long way in front. This 

 animal Ross and he stalked successfully to within long 

 range, when Ross killed it a nice head of twenty-seven 

 points. 



With that shot our trip concluded. In the course of 

 it we had secured seven caribou and one moose ; the 

 caribou, and especially Howard's, were much above the 

 average. 



The Canadian woodland caribou is, as I have said, 

 considerably larger than its Newfoundland relative. The 

 difference is especially noticeable in the hoofs, and the 

 mainland animal weighs at least a sixth as much again as 

 its congener. The horns are very distinctive, being narrow 



