The Nevada journal., 1856-09-05

ours, says the Albany Tribune, Bob. H.,
during cold term thought he would go
into Hamilton and have a moose hunt
He left the city, in company with six
other gentlemen on cold winters day.
After ride of about twenty. four hours,
they reached the borders of the great
wilderness. Having put up their horses
and sleigh at the last tavern, they start
ed out for a weeks sport in the woods.
The second day in the Wilderness our
friends and party started moose of first
class proportions. They sighted him
about noon and kept on his track till
about three o'clock, P. NJ, when the
party informed Bob that they were COM
pletely tired out, and that they intended
to take the back track for the shanty
and have dinner.
Our friend said Every well, go back
if you please. AS for me, I'll have the
moose or perish in the attempt" The
party went back, and Bob went ahead.
He kept up the chase till nearly dusk,
when he got sufficiently near to give
him condign. He was glorious fellow
like Frank Granger, "six feet high
and well proportioned." Bob was re-
joiced at his success. But his pleasures
had one drawback - "what could he
do with him % Another source of un-
easiness was the excessive cold, and the
distance from the shanty, some eight
miles. While philosophising upon his
folly, night came on, and as there was
no such thing as getting up a fire, he
was at his wits end to keep from freez-
ing. AT last he hit upon an expedient.
He cut open the moose, took out his
entrails, and crawled in and lay DOWN
The animal heat kept him as warm
as pepper sass" till about midnight
when he fell asleep. He awoke about
sunrise and thought he would crawl out
and start back to his friends. There
was one pull back to this arrangement.
After the heat had left the moose, he
had frozen as stiff as a post, an operation
that subjected Bob to as rigid confne-
ment as if he had been locked up in
bastile. Bob endeavoured to cut his way
out with a knife-but it was no go-he
might as well have undertaken to white
granite. Bob spent most melancholy
day, and finally worried nature into a
sound sleep.
While thus unconscious, company of
hunters came along, discovered the
moose, fastened rope to his leg, and
set about dragging him out of the woods.
The movement awakened Bob, Who
thought he was getting haunted, and,
therefore, commenced hallooing for help
Such a noise coming from dead moose,
xcited the superstition of the hunters to
such adegree that they abandoned their
prize and fed as if the devil was after
them. After running about three miles
they met some of Bob's friends, who had
been out all day trying to discover his
whereabouts. The hunters told the
story of the haunted moose, and the
strange noise which came from his abdo-
men, Bobes friends smiled.
They requested the hunters to return
In half an hour the "hauntd moose" was
reached. The friends hallooed "Bobl"
Bob hallooed "here!" The friends said.
"wee are going to cut; look out for the
axe" Bob said; "let driv-better have
damaged head than legs made of lei
-cles." The adventure has made an i'm
preston on Robert. He says the next
time he sleeps inside moose, he will
take good care that it has "leather
hinges on its back"