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against which it was found. Anyone can 

 easily figure out what would have happened 

 to the moose had the metal of the bullet 

 required a higher temperature to melt it. 



I got the next moose, a 15 pointer, at 

 Baker lake. He was killed by one bullet, 

 which went through him just back of his 

 shoulders. The killing of these 2 moose 

 is a good illustration of facts which lead 

 to the great difference of opinion among 

 sportsmen as to the best gun for big game. 



My own opinion is, almost any rifle will 

 kill a moose standing broadside at short 

 range. A 10 inch cannon is none too pow- 

 erful to kill one under the conditions we 

 had to contend with at St. John's pond. 



A little episode which occurred during 

 our trip down the river to Baker lake will 

 throw light on another disputed question; 

 i.e., the length of time an animal can live 

 after being shot through the heart. 



We were nearing our camping place and 

 word had been passed around to kill the 

 next deer we should see, as we needed 

 meat. Soon afterward one stepped out on 

 the river bank, and Kipp, who was leading 

 our brigade at the time, fired a hasty shot 

 at it. The deer ran rapidly across the river 

 and disappeared in the woods. 



I have learned to look for anything Kipp 

 shoots at, so when we got to the place 



where the deer disappeared we took its 

 trail and found it lying dead 20 rods or 

 more from the spot where it stood when 

 the bullet struck it. When we dressed it we 

 found the split-nosed bullet had smashed the 

 heart almost out of existence. Two pieces 

 about the size of hens' eggs were all we 

 could find of it. 



We saw only one bull caribou, and two 

 bull moose during the trip, all of which we 

 took into camp with us. We got, besides 

 these, some fine bucks' heads. We could 

 have killed many more. 



The first time I looked over the waters 

 of St. John's pond I counted 17 deer and 

 3 moose feeding on its margin. What a 

 chance for a law breaking game hog to 

 distinguish himself! I do not aspire to any 

 such distinction and so did not fire a shot. 

 In fact, we had many such opportunities 

 presented to us during the trip, but we 

 shot within the law and to supply our needs 

 only, and I think we derived more pleasure 

 from our study of the habits of the game, 

 and from seeing it go on its way unharmed, 

 than we would have had if we had revelled 

 in blood galore. 



We found our Kenwood sleeping bags 

 just the thing for a trip of this kind. They 

 added much to our comfort and conven- 

 ience. 





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A YOUNG HERO. 



Here is a portrait of my friend, Captain 

 Allyn K. Capron, who, as stated in August 

 Recreation, was killed in the first day's 

 fight at Santiago. 



Captain Capron will be remembered by 

 thousands of readers of Recreation as the 

 author of 2 thrilling stories. The first of 

 these was entitled, " A Cross-Country Run 

 with Apaches," and was published in the 

 April, 1897, number. The other was " The 

 Chiricahua Hounds," published in the 

 November, 1897, issue. 



No one who has known Captain Capron 

 can doubt for a moment that had he been 

 spared he would have distinguished himself 

 in military operations. One of the saddest 

 phases of this war is that so many brilliant 

 young men have been taken away, as this 

 young officer was, before having had an op- 

 portunity to show the world of what heroic 

 material they were really made. 



The pen may be mightier than the sword, 

 but notice Dewey preferred to take Manila 

 in the regular Dewey way, rather than de- 

 pend on the signing of the treaty. 



CAPT. ALLYN K. CAPRON. 



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