sky, not to see the twinkling North- 

 ern Lights, nor the orange and violet 

 aftermath, but to calculate how 

 much more time one could hope to 

 have light enough to shoot by. 



Bobbie took up the hoodoo horn 

 he had borrowed from Nimrod, and 

 made a call. I remember fearing 

 that it was hardly a good enough 

 imitation to summon a moose. It 

 might be more efficacious in driving 

 one way, and I desired above all 

 else that a moose should come and 

 be killed. 



It might be an unfair advantage 

 for human intelligence . to lure the 

 animal thus by his instinct, but it 

 was the usual method away with 

 sentiment. Had I not left it behind 

 at the camp? 



In fifteen minutes Bobbie gave 

 another call. It shrieked and bel- 

 lowed over the swale to the ridge 

 beyond and was answered. This 

 time I was disturbed by no quakes. 

 [ gripped the gun ready. In two 

 minutes we heard the bugle again 

 much closer. We could even hear 

 the crashing of branches. A bull 

 was coming, careless of noise, coming 



