upon the shore eagerly scanning 

 every foot. 



"By George, get out of this 

 quick." He whispered shrilly to Bert. 



I seemed to hear a thudding of 

 hooves and a snort, and then saw 

 coming along the trail out of the 

 gloom into the bar of light, a mad- 

 dened staggering creature that waved 

 its blades of horn like chiffon on the 

 wind. 



It was then that Bert broke his 

 paddle in his haste to pull it from 

 the sand and nearly dumped us all 

 in the water in the path of that 

 onstriding giant. 



"Put a bullet into him, before 

 he charges us,'* hissed Bert as I 

 quickly passed him the remaining 

 paddle from the bow. I grabbed 

 the gun, but hesitated. I did not 

 want to kill the Tevi's moose, or any 

 moose then, though it did seem a 

 difficult place. That wounded bull 

 was now just above us on the bank. 

 Infuriated with pain and anger he 

 thrashed about only waiting to make 

 sure of the exact position of his 

 enemy, represented by that madden- 

 ing light 



