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sheep — two ewes, each, with a lamb — feeding 

 just above the limit of the spruce forest, on the 

 leaves of some small willow bushes, when a 

 moose cow, with a calf, emerged from the 

 timber, and walked slowly across the open 

 ground towards where he was sitting. 



They came slowly on till they were within 

 twenty-five yards of him, biit as he sat quite 

 still, and the wind did not betray him, 

 they did not notice him. Mr. Sheldon then 

 stood up, and took a snapshot at the approach- 

 ing animals with the small camera that 

 he always carried. Directly the old cow 

 saw him. instead of running off, as my friend 

 had expected her to do, she laid her ears 

 back, stretched out her great swollen nose, and 

 walked towards him, evidently mistaking the 

 first htunan being she had ever seen for 

 some kind of bear or other dangerous animal. 



She came right up to within twelve yards 

 of where Mr. Sheldon stood, and then looked 

 so ugly— that is, vicious — that he thought she 

 was going to attack him, and he knew that a 

 cow moose can strike terrific blows with its 



