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RECREATION. 



moose ground, while Ben and I went to 

 Lake Brook deadwater, about 3 miles on 

 our way back. It was raining, and as the 

 brush was wet we walked in the brook 

 along the shore. 



On coming to the deadwater I gave the 

 moose call, more in sport than in earnest, 

 as I had been practicing around camp. 

 We had gone only a few steps when we 

 heard an answer coming from around the 

 bend in the deadwater. There was a 

 stretch of sand that led to an island in the 

 deadwater, for which we made. There we 

 concealed ourselves in the brush. We 



shot had dropped him where he stood. As 

 I appeared he snorted at me and tried to 

 get to his feet, with his hair standing on 

 end, but his efforts were ineffectual. As 

 Ben appeared the bull tried harder than 

 ever, but his neck was broken. I finally 

 put him out of misery with a shot through 

 the heart. 



We measured the moose, finding the 

 height at shoulders 6^2 feet; spread of an- 

 tlers, 53 inches. Those who saw him esti- 

 mated his weight at 1,400 pounds. 



The moose was shot about 8 o'clock in the 

 morning, and it was evening before we got 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY JOHN S. MC INTIRE. 



READY TO BREAK CAMP. 



could hear the moose grunting and splash- 

 ing the water and making his way through 

 the jungle I first saw his antlers above 

 the brush and then his head appeared. That 

 was all he would show, as he was wary, 

 and was looking up the deadwater to where 

 he had heard the call. He was about a 

 hundred yards from me and some distance 

 back from the bank. I shot through the 

 leaves where I knew his neck would be. 

 At the report he made a half turn and im- 

 mediately disappeared. I dashed through 

 the water, which was only about 3 feet 

 deep, up the opposite bank, and pushed my 

 way through the bushes to where I had 

 last seen the moose. There he was! My 



back to the lumber camp with the antlers, 

 the skin and 2 hams, which made a heavy 

 load for the horse to pull on the sled we 

 had sent for from the lumber camp. 



On skinning the moose we found the 

 bullet, which had gone through the neck 

 to the opposite side and was flattened out 

 the size of a cent, with ragged edge. The 

 bullet's casing was found about the center 

 of the neck. My rifle was a '95 model, 

 .30-40, with 22 inch barrel. 



I went home the 1st of October, having 

 spent 5 delightful weeks in the woods. I 

 was well pleased with my guide and cook, 

 who did much to make the trip pleasant. 

 I now have the heads well mounted. 



