1 8 A SPORTING PARADISE 



bellow forth those terrible sounds that can be 

 heard for miles ! 



" The dust and decayed vegetable matter 

 whirl once more in a dense cloud, and those 

 savage warriors have charged for the last time. 

 They strain, force, and dash each other viciously 

 forward ; wounds gape wider, blood spouts 

 afresh in crimson trickles ; their narrow sides 

 swell as though bursting under that tremendous 

 effort. Now they tremble, they totter, they sway, 

 they fall ! They can rise no more ! Their 

 antlers are locked, and cannot be freed ! Thus 

 they must starve, or become a prey to the 

 ever-watchful wolf! " 



Mr. Long gives an outline of an encounter 

 between two bull moose that may be compared 

 with my own experience, both with reference 

 to the locality where these fights take place and 

 the struggle itself. 



" Far up on the mountain-side the sharp, 

 challenging grunt of a master bull broke out 

 of the startled woods in one of the lulls of 

 our exciting play. Simms heard, and turned 

 in the bow to whisper excitedly : c 'Nother 

 bull ! Fetch-um oF Dev'l this time, sartin.' 

 Raising his horn, he gave the long, rolling bellow 



