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Mghted me once after 1 left the camp, but I think it was 
not due to the dip I had struck, but was owing to. the 
fact that more than half the time I was. down in the mud 
behind the bogs and stumps, I on the pack basket part of 
the tmie, and part of the time the basket on me, so that 
they could not see me. However, I reached the canoes 
safely, and in about half an hour Joe put in appearance 
and said that they had left the deer on the road about two 
miles back, knowing that a team from a lumber camp 
would be down the next morning and bring them down. I 
e-xpected that when I got back to camp, or, at least, the 
next morning, I would not be able to stir out of bed. It 
did seem to me that I was never so tired in all my life 
I had torn my pants, cut a hole in my rubber boots and 
was sadly demoralized. I called at Mr. Cillcy's little camp 
and told him I was in a sorry plight, and he remarked 
"Then your looks don't belie you." He gave me a needle 
and thread, and when he went into his little .storehouse 
for the necessaries, I had to laugh. He had buttons, but- 
ton hooks, needles and thread, sugar, lemons, witch 
hazel, rye extract and enough stuff to fill a small-sized 
drug store, and a corkscrew thrown in if necessary. 
This was my last chance for moose. Doctor and Allen 
were ready to start. I called the Doctor aside and said. 
"If I don't kill a moose to-day I shall trv and get a deer. 
-Alust take somethmg home with m.e. Haven't had a shot 
at anythmg."_ The Doctor, in his very comforting way. 
said, ''You might shoot some red squirrels." Joe wanted 
to take me up to the Parlin Stream and stay all night, but 
as the Doctor had to leave Long Pond on Saturday to be 
home on Monday without fail, I did not dare take the 
chances. I took my camera and got some pictures, and 
Joe said, "Get in the canoe." He paddled up to the nar- 
I. rows and when we rounded the point the wind was blow- 
ing a gale. He hugged the shore for half a mi,le and then 
gave up, took the canoe out of the w-ater and we started 
through the woods. We had not gone far" when Joe said. 
•'You hear him snort? He gone now," and then within a 
few rods he showed me the place where the deer had 
rested all night. I looked it over, imagined the size of 
the deer, said to myself, "If I only could have gotten 
up here without his hearing or seemg me I might have 
gotten him," and I had the head all set up and the feet 
made into a gun rack, when Joe said, "Come, we go." I 
started again, and we tramped for half a mile, when we 
met the Doctor and Allen. They had seen another deer , 
at least Allen had, and while he was trying to point it 
out to the Doctor it had vanished. 
We tramped on to an old lumber camp, where Joe left 
the pack basket and camera. We climbed for another 
hardwood ridge, saw a few signs of deer, and when we 
had. gotten into the worst possible kind of a place we sat 
down to rest with the hope that some stray moose or 
deer might come that way. Joe worked off over the ridgc 
out of sight, and then those saucy imps of red squirrels 
• began to make fun of me. First, one said, "Can't you see 
a deer, deer, deer?" Then another said, "What are you 
doing here, here, here ?" The third came up and laughed ; 
then they all went through something of an acrobatic per- 
formance, and one said, "This is the way the old man 
goes through the woods." Now, if it had not been for 
frightening away some moose, I would have blown their 
deuced little heads off. I had not traveled all the way 
from home and spent my hard-earned money to get up in 
iVIaine to be laughed at by a lot of little red squirrels. I 
dare not trust myself any longer for fear I might scare- 
away some big game by shooting at the little rascals. I 
shook my fist . at them and started on. Joe soon joined 
me, and he decided that we had better try and strike the 
lake and walk along the shore until we could strike the 
old lumber road that led to the camp where we had 
left the traps. This was much more easily said than done. 
Joe walked on ahead and every once in a while would 
look around and say, "You get on all right, mister?" 
After an hour we got to the lake, and from there had 
fairly good walking to the road. When we struck the 
road I asked how far it was to the lumber camp, and he 
said,_"Ha'f mile." I had begun to get used to Joe's "ha'f 
mile," and it appeared to me about "two mile ha'f." I sat 
down on a log, Joe built a fire, hung on the tea pot, fr'ed 
some venison and bacon, and I thoroughly enjoyed my 
last meal jn the woods. Joe told me of the lumbering, 
how it was done, all about this deserted camp, and how he 
expected to go as scaler for a lumber company on the 
folIoAving week. On the whole, I had a particularly in- 
teresting morning. I told J<oe that I knew the Avay to 
the carry and I would start. It was a beautiful day, the 
sun was shining brightly, and as I tramped along I looked 
on all sides and peered in every old tree top for my moose, 
and made up my mind right then and there that I m-ght 
.shoot a buck — in fact, did not know but that I might 
.shoot a deer without horns. Joe caught up with me 
where we had to leave the old lumber road to go down 
10 the canoe, and as the sun was still high, we sat down 
with the last hope that we might see something. A writer 
in the Forest and Stre.'Vm once said, "You can't shoot a 
moose or deer around the camp-fire," and I had made up 
my nu'nd that I couldn't even see them to shoot in the 
woods, tramp as much as I would. Joe sat below me 
abrait ten j'ards away, when I heard something walking 
toward us. Joe gave a low whistle and held up two 
fingers. Then was my time. "Here come two. One may 
be a moose. May be two bucks." 
T hope they are big ones." 
I got all ready; they came nearer and nearer. At la.st 
poked the heads of two Frenchmen. I laid the rifle 
.j jwn and just wushed them further. When they came 
np to me I found one was Mr. Prince, a guide and the 
owner of a camp on Long Pond Station. He had brought 
a man across the lake and directed him to the lumber 
camp. After a pleasant little chat with him, Joe started 
for the canoe and I tramped on. 
The leaves were very dry, and try as I could to tread 
softly I think I made as much noise as a thrashing ma- 
chine. About 4 o'clock I stopped again, sat down and 
took another look through the trees, but did not see a 
thing. All at once, I think not more than eighty yards 
from me, as Joe would express it, ^'1 saw tail," which 
appeared to be about a foot long. My hopes went up. 
Now if I can only get a little nearer. I peered through 
the trees^. sneaked on, did not see a thing, when all at 
once, witliin two rods of where I saw the first, up went 
another tail. This was at least two feet long (and I will 
not take off an inch). The perspiration by this time was 
just rolling off my brow. I took' off ray glasses and 
wiped them and started on. It appeared so strange that 
I could not see a deer, but up goes another tail, and you 
can believe it or not, this was as long as my rifle. Now 
here had been three deer within easy rifle .shot, and all 
that I had seen was tail, and that only for a second. I 
have had disappointments in my life, have bought a few 
stocks and had them go down, down, down, .sink clean out 
of sight, but that was nothing compared with this. I 
got up and for the first time, noticed that it. was getting 
quite dark and I must hurry. I struck the path leading 
to the lake, and as I came out from the dark shadows 
■of the overhanging spruces and hemlocks into the glorious 
light of a full moon on the lake, I was awestruck by the 
grandeur and beauty of it all. Joe was not there. I sat 
down on a log, and while taking in all the beauties my 
thoughts were ; This is my last night on Long Pond for 
igoT.^and may be forever. I have not shot a moose- or 
deer, haven't even fired a shot. Am I disappointed'-' 
^es, if the shooting was all I came for. but it was not. 
The tramp through the woods has refreshed me both 
m bodjr and mind, and the not shooting the moose is not 
to be compared with the benefits derived, and when I get 
home and am troubled with the cares of business, what 
.H tonic will he the memory of that canoe trip up the Big 
Church Hill Stream, or the night at Blair's Camp; and 
an evening with friends when talking it over will be more 
than refreshing, and compensate for the lost moose or 
unemptied shell. These will be thoughts of days that 
go on. 
Joe had paddled up so quietly that I did not know he 
was there until he said, "You tired of wait?" I got in the 
canoe, and as he paddled it noiselessly, not a word was 
spoken. I just sat in reverent thankftilness as I thought 
of the wonderful goodness of Him who covered the 
mountains and valleys with the green wood, who hal- 
lowed the shimmering lake and hung this silver moon in 
the sky. How He has given to us all here in this little 
world of ours, whether we stop to look or not. a beauty 
which must reflect His great love for us as the lake 
reflected that w^ondrous full orbed moon. 
We paddled to camp in silence, and when the call for 
supper came I walked into the dining hall to find that we 
had had an addition to the camp family — four gentlemen 
from Philadelphia. They had been up at the upper camp 
for two weeks, each had a guide and appeared to have 
had a good time. Mr. Cillo.y introduced me to the gentle- 
men, and gave me his usual salutation whenever I came 
m, "What have you shot?" "Nothing." "What did you 
see?" "Tail, tail, tail." "How many?" "Three." Then 
he told me that he had been up on the hardwood ridge that 
afternoon, bad started a buck, doe and a fawn, and that 
they ran directly toward the lake, and undoubtedly these 
were the three deer that I did not see. After supper Alex 
.^nd I called on Mr. Cilley, and then the Doctor and I 
spent the rest of the evening with Alex in his cosy camp, 
and before retiring walked out and took our last look of 
the lake in this beautiful moonlight. 
Saturday morning the Doctor and Allen took a short 
turn for deer in the burnt land, while I packed up, and 
when I got through there wasn't a soul in the camp to 
say good bye to except LTncle George, the cook. The 
gentlemen from Philadelphia and.. Mr. Cilley had gone 
for the day, or longer. The canoe was all loaded, and as 
[he lake was so rough, Joe concluded to keep near the 
shore, as we had the deer and most of the luggage. I 
got out at the narrows, called on Mr. Prince, and he 
show'ed me his camp accommodations, which were neat 
and clean, and I took a .snap shot of Mr, and Mrs. 
Prince and daughter. Joe poled the canoe up on the 
beach, and after carrying the baggage and deer up to 
the station, took me down to his home. He has a clearing 
of about fifty acres, comfortable house, a wife and three 
as handsome children as you could wish to see; and 
when they all got talking that Canadian French, well, I 
"wasn't in it." Joe is not a regular guide, is a good 
cook, can paddle a canoe and do it well, can find his way 
through the woods and get you out safely, if he has to 
take you on his back and carry you through the worst 
blow-downs. I took dinner with him, and after taking a 
picture of the family, walked up to the station just as the 
other canoe came over with Alex and the Doctor. The 
train was forty minutes late. We said good bye, boarded 
the train, and as we sat looking out to get the last glimpse 
of the camp, we saw the signal. Mr. Cilley had taken a 
looking-glass and threw the reflection across to us. This 
was New Hampshire's good bye. There were quite a 
number of sportsmen on the train, with eight or ten deer, 
one a very fine buck. When we arrived at Moosehead the 
Doctor got out and had his deer expressed home The 
train was nearly an hour late, and it was quite a question 
if we could get to Greenville in time to get the train for 
Boston. When we pulled in, however, the train was 
waiting, and by a quick transfer we started. About half 
an hour's ride south of Greenville as the train winds 
around through the mountains you have one of the 
finest views of mountain scenery, and as the sun was 
just going down, it reminded me of the horseshoe on the 
Pennsylvania Railroad. There were no berths m the 
sleeper, and we sat up all the w-ay to Boston. Alex left 
us at Waterville to come home later We arrived at 
Boston at 6 A. M., and after breakfa.st took a stroll 
around the city and to the beach, and left for Troy at i 
P. M.. via Boston & Maine. Arrived there at 6 P, M., 
and after a transfer of baggage to the N. \. C. & H. R. R 
R., arrived home at 7 :30, fully satisfied with the vacation 
of 1901, even if I had not shot the moose or big buck. 
In closing let me ask the readers of Forest and Stee.\m 
to turn back to Oct. 12. 1901, and read "In Condition and 
Out," and they may find that half of their disappoint- 
ments come from the lack of condition. , H, 
Hudson. JJ. Y. 
In Wyoming, 
The Saratoga Sun, of Saratoga, Wyo.. of recent date, 
says: "A party of six Ute Indians from the White 
River agency have been in Rock Springs, where it is be- 
lieved that they came north to escape from the game 
wardens, and that as soon as the war clouds blow over 
they will return to their hunting grounds in Routt coun- 
ty, Colo. Jesse Barkhurst, who' was in the city this 
week, reports that he caught a fine gray wolf last Thurs- 
day in the big sagebrush flat above B, T. Ryan's ranch. 
The dogs picked him up only after a swift run of a mile 
and a half." Emerson Carney. 
Adventtires in Tropical America. 
VII. — Race Against Adversities. 
{.Concluded from lasiiueek.) 
We did not make a very early start next morning, and 
the men were .slow getting breakfast, but at last it was 
brought to me, biscuit and some tinned/ meat, with a 
choice piece of wild pig, apparently saved especially for 
m}^ benefit. I ate heartily, and then we started on, the 
trail now leading us up a steep mountain. 
Presently I began to feel sick, and then to grow dizzy, 
and after a time could only struggle along. The chief 
saw it, was indifferent and Avcnt on; then two other men 
followed him, and the two 3'-ounger men, who were a little 
behind, came up and were passing on with the others. 
Apparently they were all leaving me alone in the woods. I 
ordered the two young men to stop, btit they would not. 
1 made a motion with my hand reaching for my pistol. 
This checked tliem, and we aU sat down. Then I sent one 
of them for water, which he was a long time bringing, 
and after drinking a quantity I felt better. I do not think 
they intended to kill me with poison, but only gave me 
something that would make me sick, and then it would 
be an easy thing to let me lose my way, ' 
I rested a while, and, having drunk a quantity of 
water, was ready to go on again. After a time we over- 
took the others sitting by the roadside, and the boys got a 
fine blowing up from the chief in woVds which I could not 
understand. I made poor progress that day, and it was 
hard work to keep up at all. We fell in with a flock of 
Wild turkeys ; I handed my rifle to the chief and he killed 
an unusually large one, which gave us plenty of fresh, 
meat again. We did not go much further, and at night 
made camp in a heautififl ravine among the mountains, 
where there was a stream so cold that I could scarcely 
bathe in it. On one side Avas a high precipice and a 
sloping mountain on the other, with, a little open place of 
fresh, green grass by the stream. It was an enchanting 
place, and I began to feel better at once. 
Keeping my pistol ready at my side, I took no special 
notice of the Indians. They were holding a whispered 
conversation, and after a time seemed to agree on some 
point, and began preparing the camp for the night. Pres- 
ently the chief came to me, and said in Spanish: "A 
bad place for tigers [jaguars] here; two men have been 
eaten, and we are afraid." 
"Never mind," I said, "I have my rifle and pistol, and 
will kill them 11 thej' come." 
"But you are under your mosquito net and in no 
danger" \yhich was true; a jaguar, or tiger, as they 
call them, will walk around a mosquito bar all night, often 
forming a beaten track about it, but they have never 
been known to make an attack. "Yes," the chief con- 
tinued, "for you no danger, but- for us, we have no 
guns; give me your rifle and I will take good care of 
you." 
Not wishing to refuse at once, I said he could have it 
when I went to bed, and with a look of triumph and 
delight, he went back to tell the othCTS'. 
Here was a predicament, and I began to consider 
earnestly how I was to get out of it. The Indians were 
now in another . mysterious consultation, and presently 
they came to me, and the chief said, "The tigers are so 
bad here we are afraid with only the rifle ; give this man 
your pistol, and we will sleep each side of you and keep 
you very safe; no harm will come, not anything." 
I replied, "When I go to bed you can have it." They 
were delighted and went off together, but they soon came 
back, asking if I had anything else that would shoot. On 
. being told that I had not, they asked if I would not let 
them have my b'g knife, because the tigers were so 
dangerous, and they would be afraid evep with the pistol 
and the rifle, Evidently the plan w'as to disarm me en- 
tirely, and i told theni to wait till I went to bed, and they 
could then have what they \yanted. I kept my firearrps 
carefully in my hand, and was glad to find that they did 
not demand them at once, and so I remained, considering. 
The men were now in high spirits, and went to- work 
getting supper, and .making up a very comfortable . bed 
for me. 
A& soon as the turkey was ready th^y all sat around, 
picking out choice pieces for me, and urging me to eat 
all that I could. Then they had their supper, and after 
that went dow-n to the stream to clean up the d'shes, chat- 
tering like a lot of. children. The mosquito net was 
hanging com^eniently. and lifting up one corner I slipped 
my rifle, pistol and hunting knife under it, crawled in 
myself, and with my pistol in my hand sat up waiting 
for developments. 
I could see out very well, but as the net was xnade of 
unbleached muslin, no one could tell exactly where I was, 
and if there should be any attempt to cut through at me, I 
could shoot before the knife could find me out. The 
Indians seemed to know this, When they came back they 
walked around the net talked, considered, and finally 
gave it up, and each one went to bed. Then I felt relieved 
and was soon asleep, well assured that I was perfectly 
safe till the morning. 
I was up early, and inrt a rather ugly crowd of In- 
dians, No breakfast was prepared, and I had to g-et along 
with the remain? of the turkey and some crackers The 
men said very little, but shouldered their packs, and 
marched off, I following them. AVe.had not gone far 
when the men put down their packs by a brook and stood 
talking together , their faces indicated trouble, and I 
thought to mjrself, "Now it is really coming." I took 
little notice of them, howevgr, and pretended to be ex- 
amining some rocks, and presentlj'^ pretending that I was 
deeply interested. I climbed up on one. which kept me 
well out of the way of their knives. The men stood and 
watched me for a while, and then. the chief came to the 
rock, and looking up at me said : 
"We have been considering. You have given one of 
us a shirt, and that is good; and 5'ou have given one of 
us a coat, and that is very good ; but now the three other 
boys are so discouraged they can't get over this high 
mountain unless you take out your money and give them 
each another dollar." 
I replied tliat I was sorry, but I had no money; that 
the trader had paid them for me, as they knew, and then 
I went on examining the rock, I am sure not with great 
attention, except in appearance, because I have never been 
jible to remember what kind of rock it was. 
