Jan. 11, 1896.] 
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Be that as it may, I soon saw that the moose was 
likely to pass by without offering a shot unless something 
unexpected happened. 
It was folly to attempt to change my position, for he 
would certainly have heard me and been off. So I waited, 
almost convinced that this was another case of "might 
have been." 
Just then the moose made one of his short runs and I 
caught an uncertain glimpse of him at a distance of 
120yds. I saw a fir he brushed by quiver, and I decided 
that he had stoppod just beyond. Two spruce trees stood 
on either side of this spot. 
Feeling convinced that it was now or never, I raised my 
rifle, and sighting between them, fired. There was no 
result. Again I fired, and again there was nothing to in- 
dicate the presence of a moose within a thousand miles — 
no motion or sound. 
I began to feel the strain on my nerves, but when I 
steadied my rifle for the third shot the white Lyman front 
sight rested on just that patch of uncertainty I wanted 
to test — a trifle nearer the ground than I had sighted 
before. 
This time the shot worked wonders. There was a great 
commotion among tb.3 firs, and I could hear the moose 
plunge forward madly, smashing everything in his path. 
I rushed to the spot and then on down the hill in the 
trail that the moose had left, till I reached a place where 
the growth was more open and where I could see a rea- 
sonable distance. Here I stopped for an instant and heard 
the moose fall with a crash like a forest tree. 
The moose was still struggling when I reached his side, 
cannot get along with any degree of comfort on hard 
smooth ice, though they travel long distances on ice that 
is covered with snow, or which is sufflcently roughened 
to give them a good foothold. 
While the ice was smooth we found that they did not 
venture on it at all, though they were feeding on the bogs 
nearby in considerable numbers. In fact I found that 
two caribou, whose trail I followed on one occasion when 
the ice was in fine condition for skating, traveled up a 
stream for a considerable distance till they came to open 
water before crossing, and then back again on the other 
side to a point that they could have gained directly by 
passing over not more than 50yds. of ice. They do not 
object to breaking through the ice, and will frequently 
go on ice which is not sufficiently strong enough to bear 
their weight, but while the ice was smooth we could not 
find that they trusted to it. 
Another instance: After a very slight snowfall one day 
we saw where two caribou had crossed Wadley Brook on 
the ice and slipped at almost every Btep. The conditions 
were such that a man could be certain of a fairly good 
foothold. 
The caribou seem to come on the ice both because it 
affords an easy means of travel and also for the sake of 
the mosses and lichens that grow on the trees along the 
shores of the lakes and streams. 
Game Law Violations. 
At various times I heard of a number of game law vio- 
lations which took place last summer. Judging from 
these reports it would seem that almost as many moose 
LUGGING DEER AND HAND SLEDGING. 
but the light was fading from his wicked eye, and he was 
quite dead a moment later when Jock reached the spot. 
"Well," said Jock, as he looked him over, "it pays to 
keep at it — if we hadn't hunted to-day we would never 
have got that fellow." 
And Jock was right, as he generally is. 
We had no axe with us to dress the moose, and we 
called to attract the attention of the other hunters, who 
were better provided; but they had gone too far to hear 
Us. Only a few minutes later we heard a number of shots, 
and that night there was caribou in camp, each hunter 
having secured what the law allowed him. Jock esti- 
mated that the moose weighed about 9001bs. , and his ant- 
lers have a spread, according to woods measurement, of 
something over 40in. 
Films at Zero. 
That night after sunset I walked twelve miles, down to 
the lower camp and back, to get fresh film for the camera. 
In zero weather film becomes rotten and almost useless. 
That with which the camera was originally loaded parted 
several times, and in some places the sensitive coating 
separated from the celluloid backing for 3 or 4in. at a 
time. At thp main camp I worked nearly an hour in a 
temperature 2" below zero (not estimated — there is a 
thermometer there) easing the tension and taking out 
spoiled film. Everything was done by the sense of touch, 
for I had no ruby lantern. On another winter trip I shall 
use glass plates. Their additional weight will be compen- 
sated for by their reliability. 
The camera too developed an annoying characteristic, 
due directly to the low temperature. The pneumatic 
action of the shutter "froze." I can think of no better 
term to describe the symptom. In the camp the shutter 
worked satisfactorily, but once out of doors, it took the 
best part of a second for the exposure. Such an exposure 
was fatal for snow scenes, but by stopping the lens down 
to a mere pin point aperture, and giving the camera some- 
thing steady to rest upon, I succeeded at last in getting 
Borne pictures. 
Coming back, as I passed through the narrows of the 
Grand-Lake, I espied in the moonlit snow that covered 
the ice a network of caribou tracks, looking for all the 
world like outlines of half grown horseshoe crabs. The 
tails were made by the caribou dragging their feet 5 or 
8in. before resting their weight upon them. These tracks 
had been made since my journey down the lake a few 
hours before, for my trail was in places quite obliterated. 
Caribou on the Ice. 
In that finest of sportsmen's books, "Sport with the Gun 
and Rod," is shown a picture of caribou on the ice. The ice 
is represented to be as glossy as a mirror and the caribou 
are shown trotting along at a Nancy HankB gait. They 
are represented as coming down to the ice solely for the 
pleasure of gliding over its slippery surface, and the 
creatures (not being shod with iron, this characteristic 
always Beemed to me to be supernatural. 
As an actual fact, this picture exaggerates to the point 
of absurdity a well-known habit of caribou. Caribou 
were killed illegally in the wild country between Katah- 
din and the Canada line as were killed in the same coun- 
try during the open season. Many of these moose, of 
course, were killed immediately before the opening of the 
season, and were then brought out as if legal game. 
Forest and Stream gave the commissioners a good tip 
last summer with regard to the moose killed on Sebois 
Stream — a photograph of which was printed at the time 
— but no convictions have resulted. 
Maine's crying heed for game protection at present is of 
wardens back in the woods. Away from the railroads 
there is no systematic enforcement of the law. 
Winter in the Woods. 
Some sportsmen prefer one season, some another. The 
early winter has a charm that must be felt to be appreci- 
the loss of acuteness in him of that sense that makes the 
hound dog valuable. 
For another matter he is not so dependent on his guide, 
for if he chooses he can follow the game trails alone, and 
even if unsuccessful in his hunt there is no end of inter- 
est in this. 
The charm of solitude is never more potent than in 
winter, when wastes of snow stretch on all sides, un- 
marked by human footprint, and there is a peculiar 
beauty by day and night that one does not find at other 
seasons. 
The cold even in early December is severe at times. 
Warm footwear is a necessity that should not be over- 
looked. A good felt hat with a brim will be found indis- 
pensable for rainy weather. A toboggan cap is a good 
thing for protecting the ears on cold days, and also to use 
as a nightcap. Some nights a man might easily freeze 
his ears in camp, for the wood fire goes out soon after you 
have turned in, and simultaneously the thermometer 
drops below the freezing point. 
By taking the proper precautions, however, the coldest- 
blooded man may be perfectly comfortable on a winter 
hunt such as the one I have attempted to describe, and if 
he has anything of the love of the woods in his make-up, 
he will be supremely happy as well. 
P. S. — In the title xmder the cut in last week's issue for 
"A Set of Moose Antlers" read "A Set of Maine Antlers." 
J. B. BtTRNHAM. 
Forest and Stream Office. 
CRUISE OF THE YACHT DUNGENESS. 
In Two Parts.— Part II. 
No words of mine can picture the beauty of the Havana 
harbor, with its six forts and its buildings all pink and 
blue and yellow, in their varied hues resembling nothing 
so much as a rainbow. The trees and grass-covered hills 
were beautiful and green, the sky like that of Naples. 
The water was fairly alive with strange little boats of 
queer type, half row and half sail, stern covered with 
awning over ribs like a prairie schooner and bow like a 
canal boat, large enough to carry twenty people and 
strong enough to have withstood the wear and tear of the 
ages since Noah. Foremost among them standing on the 
bow (it was a race who should reach us first among a 
dozen or fifteen) came a man wildly gesticulating and 
bowing, hat in hand, saying in English: "I am the best 
interpreter in the city and will save you a good deal if you 
take me." And he would and did. After considerable 
confab with our Capt. Yates he, with the rest, was dis- 
missed. We then sent the pilot ashore, after being 
assigned a most advantageous spot near La Machina or 
Government wharf, so named from the immense crane or 
machine on shore used in loading and unloading cannon. 
When at Key West it was Mrs. C.'s pleasure to entertain 
on board the officers of the Infanta Isabel, and it seems 
that they in return, knowing our route, had wired the 
officials in charge at Havana not to accept even pilotage 
from the Dungeness, and also to allot us a favorable 
spot near shore, all of which orders were faithfully 
carried out, and on Mrs. C.'s behalf I hereby again thank 
them. 
Impatient to land, hardly was lunch over when ashore 
Morris and I were rowed. At the iron gate, which gives 
entrance to the Government wharf, we found some fifteen 
or twenty little carriages, semi- victorias, with very low 
step, a comfortable seat for two, and a high box seat for 
the driver. The poor little horses were no larger than 
Western bronchos. If you expect the drivers to ask you 
to ride in their rigs no greater mistake will you ever make. 
Indeed they are about the laziest lot I ever saw. When 
you do select your conveyance and get in, the driver 
in a tired, slow way gathers the reins in his hands, 
and turning looks the question, Where to? That 
was the dickens of it — we could not say it in Span- 
ish; every word I had ever learned in that Castilian 
tongue seemed to leave me. "American Consul," we first 
gently, then loudly yelled, until a slight wave of con- 
sciousness passed across our driver's bronzed face and we 
were off. Lickety! lickety! split! we tore along over the 
smooth, flat stones about 1ft. square, beneath awnings 
which stretched over the streets from roof to roof, by 
shops the very kaleidoscope of colors, around corners on 
SUCCESS AT LAST. 
ated. The air is tonic and the cold (instead of heat, as 
philosophers assert) is life. Two weeks at this time of 
year will do more to fit a man to combat the evils of civ- 
ilization the next twelve months than a like period at any 
other time of year. The exercise and cold rid him of his 
surplus tissue and purify his stock of red blood, and it 
also toughens him against colds and Buch ailments. 
Then, too, when the snow has come man is more on a 
level with the wild animals, and has no cause to regret 
two wheels, catching now and then a glimpse of an inner 
courtyard through the iron grating which covered 
windows alincst flush with the street, until in Havana 
Calle (or street) we came to an abrupt stop in front of the 
offices of Mr. Williams, the American Consul. (I do not 
care to say anything about Mr. Williams, for I see he has 
resigned or been recalled, Had he not beenl should my- 
self have written to our State Department asking what 
American Consuls are for.) Our reception was exceed- 
