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ness of the season, as we paddled along 
leisurely absorbing the varied beauties 
of the river. At the edge of civiliza- 
tion the bus was waiting for us as 
arranged, and chugged off comfortably 
with one thousand pounds of moose, 
an equal amount of humanity, miscel- 
A 
few hours later, after successfully 
withstanding the shock of a renewance 
of acquaintanceship with mirrors, we 
were revelling again in the luxuries of 
the modern world. 
Were had been away a week almost 
to the hour, but in the fruits 
and benefits of the trip time seemed 
much longer. In our travel we had 
met only two other men engaged in 
hunting, in addition to the agent at 
the Keepover. We had experienced 
seven different kinds of weather, each 
of them pleasant in its way. We had 
lived to the full every hour of the time 
and some of us experienced a feeling 
of satisfaction never experienced in a 
vacation before. 
And then there was the moose. 
Reckoning it all up it might have been 
considered a rather expensive moose, 
as mere money goes. But it was not 
expensive in the satisfaction we expe- 
rienced in exhibiting the giant mon- 
arch of the Canadian forest to our 
effete summer-vacationing friends, in 
generously sharing the meat with those 
who had brought back from their holi- 
days but a sunburn and worn-out danc- 
ing shoes, in ourselves indulging in a 
moose roast with a flood of memories 
of an exquisite wilderness not half a 
day away from the city’s bustling, hec- 
tic life. 
A Goat Hunt in Idaho 
(Continued from page 716) 
background. We couldn’t help stand- 
ing a minute to admire the grand view 
with the crisp white snow sparkling 
like diamonds in the bright noon-day 
sun, and the light blue sky, without a 
cloud forming a background that out- 
lined the huge blue-green pine trees all 
trimmed with snow crystals to perfec- 
tion. 
We found a seat on a big rock in the 
sunshine, where we could search the 
entire hillside and the cliffs across the 
canyon with our glasses. After scan- 
ning the whole side of the hill for some 
time we decided there was nothing but 
a small herd of does and fawns on this 
side, so we took out our sandwiches 
and ate our lunch here. After our 
lunch we began examining the cliffs 
across the canyons, a mile or more 
away, with the binoculars, when all at 
once I spotted a herd of goats right in 
the field of the glasses, as they were 
328 CHURCH ST., Near Canal St., NEW YORK | moving along the hillside in their jerky 
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fashion, jumping from one rock to an- 
other. We counted fifteen of them as 
they strung out, evidently headed for 
a high point just ahead where there 
was a little feed, and where they could 
sun themselves. Sure enough, when they 
reached this spot they hesitated—one or 
two of the old dirty white looking ones 
began pawing the reddish clay dirt up 
close to the rock that went straight up 
behind. One laid down and then an- 
other, until nearly all had made them- 
selves comfortable, but a few kids that 
were picking at some brush nearby. 
HEN we had decided the best 
course of attack, we hurried off 
down the mountainside, only stopping 
now and then to have a look to be sure 
they were still there, but from all in- 
dications they would remain some little 
time, unless disturbed—which we hoped 
not to do until we were in range. 
We scratched ourselves and tore our 
clothes as we were trying to make too 
much speed through the brush, but as 
we started up the other side we had 
to go slow, for it was much steeper 
than it had looked, and the goats were 
much farther up than they seemed to 
be from the other side; however, after 
a long time of climbing, and detouring 
around places we were unable to climb, 
we pulled ourselves out on a _ point 
where there was a more gradual slope 
up to the foot of the cliff where the 
goats were. There was a huge boulder 
about twenty feet high lying about a 
hundred and fifty yards from the herd 
and almost on a line between us, but 
to reach this we had to crawl—almost 
on our stomachs— across this space, 
probably five hundred yards before we 
could hide from their view, as they 
were a lot above us; however, bit by 
bit we gained on the rock and appar- 
ently the goats hadn’t seen, or gotten 
our scent, as yet. At last we were out 
of sight, behind the rock, where we ran 
a cleaner through our rifles, in case 
we had gotten dirt in them, and crept 
out on one side of the rock, but from 
this angle only three goats could be 
seen, one big old one standing almost 
straight in front of us, with her nose 
up against the cliff, and another huge 
looking Billy off to one side quite a lit- 
tle, lying down. 
| WAS anxious to see Jim get a goat, 
for I knew how anxious I was to 
down my first, so I told Jim to take the 
one closest. While we were whisper- 
ing my prospective Billy got up and 
stretched, standing now with only his 
head and front quarters showing. I 
told Jim to take aim and tell me when 
he had a bead, and we would let go at 
once. Jim took aim and I got a bead 
on my old Billy’s shoulder, and when 
Jim said “ready,” we let ’em have it. 
My Billy fell and then jumped up and 
It will identify you. 
