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this sport. All I know is, that the Moose pair off at this season. 
But what is Adella about;—what are you doing, peeling the bark 
off that beech V 
“ * O, me only making call,’ said the Indian, as he twisted a 
long piece of bark into a conical shape—something like a post¬ 
man’s tin trumpet—‘ only making call , to make noise like cow 
Moose. When bull Moose call, then me answer.’ 
“ * I fear,’ said I, ‘ it will be like calling spirits from the 
vasty deep.’ 
“ But the fellow has again stopped, and is cutting down small 
6pruce.—‘ What’s in the wind now V 
“ Adella, after he had finished his chopping, gathered up the 
spruces, and choosing a piece of dry mossy ground, he stuck the 
bushes in a circle large enough to hold the party; then motion¬ 
ing us to enter, he followed, and closing the aperture, we were 
enclosed in a snug little encampment. 
“ ‘ Now,’ said Tom, * what is next to be done—this seems but 
dull music. Are we to wait here till some unfortunate Moose 
strolls this way V 
“ * Oh, me lay out many nights and see no Moose—many cold 
nights, and nothing in camp to eat. Very hard for poor Indian 
to live now. White man kill all game. Some shoot um—some 
trap um—but many, many Moose, Cariboo, Deer, and many 
bird killed, when white man burn woods for clear land every 
spring—sometimes bum poor Indian, too.’ 
“ * But how do the woodmen trap the Moose V 
“ ‘ Why, white man he go find track of Moose down to spring 
—well, Moose come every night, may-be, to drink, and when 
he sartain Moose always come, he get new rope, no tar—he 
then go to track, and bend down good stout ash, and make him 
fast with stake, close to track—then he fix down a little brush 
fence, right across track, he take rope and make running noose, 
and fasten rope to ash, and put noose on the brush. Well, 
Moose come—-he never go out of track—he come to brush and 
step um leg high, sometime put um right into noose. Well, he 
find he caught, den he make great jump ; up go ash, and M oose 
