OUR TRIP TO SEBOOIS. 



W. T. CRITCHLEY. 



The autumn leaves were beginning to 

 take on beautiful colors. I met an old 

 friend. We talked it over. Decided it 

 would be a good thing to get in the woods. 

 Agreed to start about November I. 

 Thought the time would never come. 

 Finally it did. 



November 3d we took the evening train 

 out of Boston. Were bound for Patten, 

 but the train was in no hurry. Stopped at 

 every back door. Had to change cars at 

 Patten junction. Got off station before, 

 by mistake. Made us mad. 



Hunted round for team to take us on. 

 Found one. 



Driver soaked us $2 apiece. 



Madder still. 



Found team waiting to take us to Seboois 

 camp. Had intended going to Trout 

 brook. 



Thought it good scheme to stay at Se- 

 boois. 



Found out it was. 



Got on about 6 miles. 



Misunderstanding with driver about tak- 

 ing us way in. 



Other fellows on board were going off 

 another road to Wrenn's camps. 



Driver tried to drop them at junction of 

 2 roads. 



They got pretty mad. 



Had a little squabble. 



All mad then. 



Finally saw team coming. 



Asked driver to take us in to Shinn 

 ponds. 



Said, "all right." 



Went about a mile. 



Axle bolt broke. 



Let us down in mud. 



Front wheels and horse kept on going. 



Devil of a fix. 



Thought it good scheme to get the horse 

 back. 



Was. 



Had some rope ; tied wagon together ; 

 gave driver dollar. 



Made him happy. 



Got on after a while. 



All happy then. 



Stayed at Shinn ponds all night. 



Struck out on foot next morning for 

 Seboois camp. 



Roads awful. 



Saw deer going in. 



Pretty hungry when we landed. 



Had good dinner, though. 



Pumpkin pie, prime. 



Late when we turned in. 



Out early next morning, 



Pretty chilly. 



No snow, though. 



Was going through some dead timber. 



Saw deer going like the devil. 



Didn't fire. 



Would rather miss than wound. 



Next 3 days didn't have any luck. 



Woods noisy. 



Froze a Tittle, 



Leaves cracked like glass. 



Didn't like that. 



Saw 2 more deer. 



Two white flags, rather. 



■Next 2 days same luck. 



Morning after started over in woods back 

 of camp. 



Could see Mt. Katahdin covered with 

 snow. - - 



Beautiful. 



Got into woods. 



Was going through some black growth. 



Heard little crackle. 



Heart jumped. 



Saw a doe. 



Waited. 



Didn't want her. 



She skipped. 



Began raining. 



Glad of it. 



Made leaves soft. 



Was looking under trees. 



Saw something move. 



Stopped breathing. 



Saw 2 bucks. 



Watched them a minute. 



Fired. 



Right through shoulders. 



Guess bullet is going yet. 



Other buck didn't move. 



Foolish buck. 



Fired again. 



Both mine. 



Didn't take long to dress them. 



Both killed quick. 



Didn't go 10 yards. 



30-30 Winchester. 



Good gun. 



Also good bucks. 



Weighed 165 and 140. 



Shooting all done then. 



Waited to see what luck friend would 

 have. 



He got a doe. 



Thought w T e would break camp next day. 



Met a fellow from Bangor. 



Had shot 2 does. 



Next day killed another. 



Wasn't satisfied, wanted bucks. 



Said he was going in to Trout brook 

 after them and moose. 



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