280 RECENT HUNTING TRIPS. 



of hours throngli thick forest we came upon a 

 large lake, several miles in length, and not 

 marked, I think, on the most recent maps of 

 Newfoundland. 



We were just approaching the lake-shore 

 when, turning my head, I saw a large caribou 

 stag standing on the water's edge, about two 

 hundred yards away. 



Hastily slipping the pack from my back I 

 got my rifle out of its case, loaded it, and 

 sitting down, just got a shot, with the two 

 hundred yards' sight up, as he was starting to 

 run. 



Thick scrubby bush grew close down to the 

 edge of the lake, and into this he immediately 

 disappeared. My men thought I had missed, 

 but, although the stag was moving when I fired, 

 I felt sure I had had the sight fairlv on him 

 when I pulled the trigger, so I ran round the 

 water's edge as hard as I could to the place 

 where he had disappeared from view, and 

 almost immediately after entering the Ijush 

 saw him standing with his head down, badly 

 wounded, and killed him with another bullet. 



