San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-01-27
MILKINGuA MOOSE.
When Hunters Yarns Are Passed
Round This Deserves a Hearing.

WHEN huuiCIs arms are EhsScu
Round This Deserves Hearing.
From Lewiston (Me.) Journal
Here's a pretty mess. The milk
is all gone"
The speaker was one of party of
four New York sportsmen who, with
an equal number of guides, had been
cruising about on the west branch of
the Penobscot, but were now camping
on the shores of hamberlain Lake,
preparatory to returning to North
| east Garry. They had been out long
or than they had planned, and some
of the supplies had become exhausted.
Then, turning to the guides, who
were lying at full length on the
ground, quietly enjoying the young
| blood's discontinue, he asks, isn't
there q farm house or hotel near
where we could buy some?"
depends on what you call near"
| replied woodsman. "If you don't
reckon forty miles far, then we are
near q house, but that's about the
distance, maybe q tritie more. You
want milk powerful bad, don't you
| Well, you fill up on water tonight,
and maybe In the morning can &C.
commodate you, though mind you, L
don't promised
you'll have to get o move on you,"
said one of the other guides, "if you
are gong to try to make the Carry
tween this and o-morrow" - we'll
knowing that the journey In that
time was impossible-"forb blast me,
Annance, If know where you're GO
| ing to find the color of milk nearer
than that"
! Annance made no response, but
puffed silently at his favorite pipe.
He had an idea, though, that he
could get some milk, but did not
mean to tell how. That night, un-
noticed, he left the camp about sun
set, walked slowly through the woods
for about a mile, and again came out
| on the shore OF the lake at a point
where o small stream formed an OUT
! let. This was near the place where
he took up his position beside q trail
| leading to the waters edge, and along
| which he could see, If his knowledge
! OF woodcraft did not deceive HIM, that
| the moose was In the habit of pass
| ing.
| In this he was correct, for the guide
| had not been there more than an hour
when he heard the sound OF some
animal approaching, and peering
cautiously through the bushes he
saw COW moose making for the pool.
| The animal shifted the air q few
times as she passed within a dozen
PAGES of the hunter, but otherwise
| did not show signs OF alarm. She
was soon in the water Kidding herself
of the flies and quenching her thirst.
While the moose was disporting
herself Annance left his position be-
hind the brush and walked a few
| steps toward her, and whenever she
| turned he would stand perfectly
| motionless.
By repeating this operation several
| times he managed to reach the edge
| of the lake without alarming the
moose. AS soon as the animal showed
| any signs of leaving the water the
guide retreated few steps. Once or
| twice did the moose raise her head
and look at him, only, however, to
| resume her clumsy trolics.
Presently the moose made towards
| the shore, and Annace concealed
| himself behind the bush again. At
| the edge of the lake the animal tuan-
! ed to take a last look an. shake the
spray from her nose. Then she adj
vanced slower up the sloping bank.
When opposite the guide she shifted
| something, stopped, and looked
around.
That was the guides chance, and
he knew it. The critical moment had
arrived, and with one quick bnt silent
| movement he was by the animals
| side. She did not move, except to
turn her head and look at him. An
nance kept near her headquarters,
well knowing that if he got in front of
the moose he would not stand much
chance should she become ugly. eau
tiously bending forward, the hunter
stroked her sides and allowed her to
turn and smell of him. After few
| seconds, seeing the moose did not
appear frightened, Annsnce, with
little more difficulty than is ex-
perienced with many domestic ami
mails, proceeded to fill q small pail he
had brought along with rich, yellow
milk. Returning to camp, he pro-
duced the milk when breakfast was
ready in the morning, having kept
| the pail in the water over night,
much to the astonishment of the
guides and sportsmen.
People who visit Moosehead often
hear Charles Annance spoken of as
the "dairyman," and the foregoing
story is what gives him the the nick
| name.