
HOWARD AND BOB MANDERVILLE, OF NEW BRUNSWICK—HOWARD AT THE LEFT 
Walter, ““down by the lake ’ll reckon by 
this time.” 
‘What did you hear, Walter ?”’ asked the 
Doctor. 
‘““Big moose,”’ answered the halfbreed; 
“didn’t ye hear him ?” 
“Not a sound.” 
“Well,” chimed in Jocko, “he crossed 
the ridge off yonder a few minutes ago.” 
“Bull?” asked the Doctor. 
“Bull,” answered Jocko. 
Next day, Dr. Hughes tells me, to satisfy 
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himself, he walked over to the ridge and 
sure enough there were the tracks freshly 
made of a big bull moose. 
Another time Walter and the Doctor 
were canoeing out on the stream when 
they spied a fox running down a hill some 
distance in from shore but which could be 
plainly seen between two rocky promon- 
tories that reached down to the bank. 
“Sit right still,’ said Walter, “and ye’ll 
see that fellow in a minute come right out 
by the point there,” indicating one of the 
