MY NEW BRUNSWICK MOOSE 



Bv E. R. BALLOU 



WING lived and 

 talked nothing but 

 moose hunting and 

 New Brunswick, not 

 being worth over 40 

 cents a day for two 

 weeks at my work 

 from thinking about 

 the trip, Mo n d a y 

 morning, September 

 25, 1905, found Dr. 



B and myself, 



of Keene, N. H., 

 ready at last for the 

 trip. Leaving on the morning train, we 

 went to Boston, Mass., arriving at 11 140 

 a. m., then we secured tickets and berths 

 for Bridgewater, Me. Leaving Boston 

 at 7 p. m., we arrived at Bridgewater at 

 9 :i6 the next morning, and were met by 

 our guide, Dr. H. A. Greene, of Center- 

 ville, N. B. After securing grips from 

 the baggage master we left Bridge- 

 water for Centerville, arriving at 12 

 o'clock. After a good dinner at the Per- 

 kins Hotel we changed our glad rags 

 for our hunting rig. The guide being at 

 the door with two teams waiting for us, 

 for we were in a hurry to get to the 

 hunting grounds as soon as possible, as 

 the cold, frosty nights were just the 

 time for making the moose answer to 

 the call, we lost no time in piling into 



the rigs, Dr. B and the guide into 



one rig with the largest horse and the 

 provisions, while I had the pleasure of 

 driving the guide's thoroughbred four- 

 year-old. We mad~ a drive of thirty 

 miles that afternoon and evening, arriv- 

 ing about 8 o'clock at night at a hotel 

 known as Staton's. After a good supper 

 and plenty of it, and that was no small 

 amount, as we were all as hungry as 

 any one could be, we were shown to our 

 rooms, where we found as good beds as 

 ever were slept in. After a sound sleep 

 and rest we were awakened by the wel- 



come news that breakfast was served, it 

 being 5 o'clock we were up at once. 

 After another good meal we were ready 

 to continue on the rest of our journey 

 with the teams ; driving twelve miles we 

 came to the head waters of the Mira- 

 michi River, where we were met by a 

 boy, Lee White, who had been out with 

 the guide the week before and helped 

 set up tents and get the camp ground 

 ready, and had been staying at lumber 

 camp waiting for the guide and his 

 party to come in. We left the horses in 

 charge of a farmer a short ways from 

 the river. We soon had the camp duffle 

 and provisions in the two canoes which 

 the guide had taken out with him on his 



first trip, the guide and Dr. B in 



one canoe, Lee and myself in the other, 

 we started on our twelve miles down the 

 river to the Miramichi Lake region. The 

 water being very lew it was some time 

 before we reached camp, both guides 

 getting out and wading a good part of 

 the way, but we came in sight of the 

 tents about 3 o'clock in the afternoon. 

 Unloading the two boats, we had our 

 first lunch in camp, being Wednesday, 

 September 2"j, three days from home 

 and in camp ready to begin hunting at 

 last. Clearing the dishes away the guide 



and Dr. B took their boat and went 



down the river to an island to call. Lee 

 asked me if I wanted to take a run up 

 the river with him and see if we could 

 see any game. I was ready at once, not 

 knowing that he had learned the art of 

 calling moose from the guide, and the 

 guide did not think he could make any 

 kind of a noise but what would scare 

 all game out of the woods. I was not 

 very pleased to have him begin making 

 a noise on an old birch bark horn the 

 guide had thrown away. I had never 

 heard any one call before and did not 

 know what kind of a noise should be 

 made, but certainly thought that if a 



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