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himself, he may have to roll about for some time 

 before gaining the erect position. Indeed, it so 

 happened, for as we sped along in single-file, 

 the two wardens leading, an accident of this 

 nature occurred to the blacksmith, whose gun 

 went off at the same time, lodging its contents 

 close at his companion's heel ! 



" The number of pursuers was now reduced 

 to Brown and the other moose warden, whilst 

 the son of Vulcan and myself were left breathless 

 in the rear. However, not to be altogether out- 

 stripped, we redoubled our efforts once more, 

 and after a series of c trips ' arrived at the brink 

 of a stream, when my companion, without a 

 moment's hesitation, leaped on the snow-covered 

 ice, and as quickly disappeared up to the arm- 

 pits gun and all. Thus reduced to his axe, 

 he struggled on, whilst I cautiously made my way 

 to the opposite side, and in a trice was standing 

 by a thicket of pine-trees, where lay the poor 

 moose breathless and exhausted, with the dogs 

 crowding around so closely that the warden was 

 afraid to fire." 



Hunting moose " on the crust " to my mind 

 is not sport, but brutality and I believe every 

 true sportsman agrees with me. The season for 



