ANOTHER CHANGE OF BASE 163 



rested a bit, looked, and listened. The Chief 

 whispered: "There goes a cow to the right 

 there's another, an old one. She's just got 

 up. There's still another cow and a spike 

 horn." None of these had I seen because 

 they were on the wrong side of my tree. The 

 Chief motioned for me to rise up on my 

 knee and to be ready to shoot. I now crept 

 over to his side and hardly had I arrived be- 

 fore an immense bull moose rose up and 

 started for the peak of the mountain. I did 

 not see his antlers, nor the front part of his 

 body, but I managed to get a shot into his left 

 hip which smashed the bone. He seemed to 

 possess a supernatural power for getting into 

 shady places and keeping out of sight by 

 swiftly dodging from tree to tree. The shoot- 

 ing was generally of the snap-shot variety as 

 I was not able to see him in full until after I 

 had heard the crash of his fall; then, I 

 realized what a mammoth he was. The pur- 

 suit had been longer than we had expected, 

 as the distance from where the first shot was 

 fired to the place where he fell was over nine 

 hundred paces. 



When we were near enough to look him 

 over, we discovered that his rival had driven 

 the long point of an antler into our bull's 



