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He came into the settlement in a great fright with the 

 hoof, bnt the old hunters looked vdse and solemn, shaking 

 their heads. Stnxge, poor feUow, could get no consolation 

 out of them. When •winter came, he went with a party to 

 hunt moose, and iThen in the yard, they came upon a hoge 

 buU moose, iturge was for making tracks as fast as his snow 

 shoes would let hiTn^ yelling — 



"That's him! there he is again!" — ^but the hunters stopped 

 him with roars of laughter, and let him shoot at the btill 

 until he brought it down, when he satisfied himself that it 

 had not the 'forked tail,' and therefore was not the genuine 

 Old Harry! But this was when Stiirge was young and 

 verdant, and his mistake after aU was no more remarkable 

 than many others that have been made at the susceptible 

 age. He has killed many moose siuce, but always has to fire 

 a great many shots at them — for he says that somehow, since 

 that time, they '' wiU look so big he cant see his sights !" 



