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FOREST AND STREAM 
November, 1918 
DO YOU WANT GOOD 
DUCK SHOOTING? 
THEN ORDER NOW 
A 
PLENTIFUL SUPPLY 
OF 
SMARTWEED SEED 
MIXED WITH RICE 
Spread it on your Duck Grounds and 
THE DUCKS WILL 
STAY WITH YOU 
Two hundred pounds scattered in 
Shallow Water Each Day will 
Keep Several Thousand 
Ducks at the Feeding Place 
GET YOUR SUPPLY BEFORE THE 
SHOOTING SEASON OPENS 
and you will be 
SURE OF DUCKS 
every day without regard to 
weather conditions 
This feed can now be supplied in car lots with 
full instructions how to feed 
DUCK CLUBS AND INDIVIDUALS OWNING PRIVATE 
GROUNDS SHOULD TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS 
OPPORTUNITY AND SECURE A SUPPLY OF THE 
GREATEST NATURAL DUCK FOOD 
ADDRESS 
E. A. McILHENNY AVERY ISLAND, LA. 
Illustrations copyright by Elson Art Publication, Inc. _^ 
A HUNTER’S ADVEN¬ 
TURES WITH ALCES 
(continued from page 639) 
Yukon: if there was anything this par¬ 
ticular smoky one did not know about 
moose it must have been something no 
mortal has ever known. Tracks were to 
him as an open book, age, sex, family his¬ 
tory and connections—he could decipher 
them all as he went along, and never show 
even by the flicker of an eyelid that he had 
seen anything. I recollect on one occasion, 
when we were crossing a portage and he 
happened to be in the lead, that on catching 
him up I said: 
“There was a new track by the portage 
about half way back.” This being inter¬ 
preted to him by the half-breed, for the 
man was a real wild fellow with absolutely 
no English at his command, he replied: 
“Yes, young two-year old bull, passed 
night before last,” and on being questioned 
further he proceeded to explain how he 
knew these things. Briefly, the track told 
him it was a two-year-old; the fact that it 
had eaten birch twigs that it was a male, : 
and because the track was shallow, that it 
had been made before the rain which had, 
fallen the previous day. 
Which proves that tracking like every¬ 
thing else is easy when you know how. 
B UT to return to our mutton, as the 
French say: We had two tents anc 
they had been pitched about -ten yards, 
apart; one for me and the other for thq 
men. About ten o’clock we had all retired 
but the camp fire was burning brightly, I 
had a candle lamp going and the men wen 1 
talking—and Indians and ’breeds are the 
greatest chatterboxes in the world whei 
they get together—when all of a sudden 
there was a tremendous woofing behind m; 
tent. Louis, the ’breed, shouted “Tak 
care,” and rushed to the fire for a branc; 
By this time I had scrambled out and wj 
both advanced toward the animal, which w 
could discern dimly behind an old dea 
and down pine. Louis threw the branc 
and that made the bull change his min 
about charging. Of course I could hav 
shot him, for though a moose is a big an- 
mah he is by no means hard to kill. 
charge of No. 7 shot at five yards will ger 
erally do the business, but when you hav 
shot dozens of these fine animals, and d 
not need meat you hardly ever shoot on 
I would much rather shoot the finest bu 
that ever swaggered through the Canadia 
bush with the camera than with the rifle. 
Never is the bull so bold as during tl 
rutting season—say from September io 
October 25, but then that is just the tirr 
most sportsmen seek him. Of course, 
regions such as Maine, the Lower Proij 
inces, and parts of Quebec, the anima 
have learned to fear man, but in more r 
mote regions I consider the moose ea: 
game. Then with regard to rifles: Georfj 
Crawford of Mattawa, a pretty 
goc 
authority, always preferred a 38-55 YVi 
Chester; most Indians yet use the 44"4 
and I generally carry a 30-30 Wincheste 
Cutting coon and bee trees without pe 
mission will soon dull the ax beyoi 
future use. 
