1893.
Sept. 29.
Lake Umbagog, Maine.
Pine Point.
  Cloudy with rain. Wind strong from S. E.
  Spelman and I spent the day about camp cutting paths and
putting in moorings for his and my canoes and attending to
similar small matters. The evening was so rough that we did
not go to Moose Point as usual.
  Charley Tidswell who joined us this morning reported a
large flock of Scoters in the Lake near Great Island. The men
on the steamer fired a number of times at them with rifles and
revolvers.
[margin]"Sea Ducks"
in the
Lake.[/margin]
  Jim went to the "Pond-in-the River" for trout but caught none. He found the
men at a bark peeling camp greatly excited about a large bull
Moose which at about 2 P.M. passed within twenty yards of their
camp and within a still less distance of some of the men. No 
shots were fired at him so he pursued his way peacefully finally
swimming across the pond to the islands which he explored
thoroughly although there is now a house on one of them. His
tracks led directly past this and not ten feet from a boat
turned up on the beach. The men said he had a fine set of
horns. 
[margin]Bull Moose
seen on 
the Carry[/margin]