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in the flank, the bullet travelling forwards. 

 Pushing in another cartridge I again ran on, 

 and on reaching the top of the ridge, over which 

 the wounded moose had disappeared, saw it 

 standing about one hundred yards away from 

 me. 



It was evidently unable to run any further 

 so I sat down, so as to be able to make a sure 

 shot as soon as it turned broadside to me. 

 This it soon did, and I then ended its troubles 

 with a bullet through the heart. On receiving 

 this last wound it did not move a step, but, 

 without bending its legs, fell over flat on its 

 side, just as if it had received an irresistible 

 push. 



This moose proved to be a very old and a 

 very large animal, that had lived out all the 

 best years of its life, and after all had met with 

 a better fate than to be pulled down by wolves, 

 the usual end of moose and caribou in this 

 coimtry in extreme old age. I photographed 

 it as it lay, and made its standing height at the 

 shoulders six feet ten inches in a straight line. 

 Its horns were evidently going back, and had 



