The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1898-11-06
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Prizes.
! BECKER'S MOOSE
And Other Game Taken
Here and Elsewhere.

dust now, E.. C. A. Becker is a lion
z among the sportsmen who make annual
trips into Maine after big game, and
with the hunters who look longfngly
towards the woods and imagine that
some time" they too may tram
through the trackless forests, sleep in a
lean-to and come home laden with
glory and, perhaps, a moose, a deer and
a caribou. No Worcester tourist has
2 been more successful this season or had
q more delightful trip than the one
from which Mr.. Becker has lust re-
turned bringing with him a superb
moose head, handsome caribou and a
neat deer.
For two weeks the hunter enjoyed
himself about Mt. Kataydn and though
ne mas made six trips into the country
altogether he considers that none an
proaches the one he has lust made.
While Mr.. Becker went for rest and
recreation, his ostensible purpose was
70 get moose, not an ordinary moose,
out one with a head and antlers that
should equal anything in the city. He
Teels that he was successful The trophy
secured has eleven points on each side
and the webb is 10 inches in diameter
phls forest monarch was shot on the
nth of October, and was still hunted.
Mr.. Becker did not adopt calling" as
ne wanted big game, and he knew that
almost any sized animal might answer.
lie chose rather to select the biggest
hoof marks he could find in the snow
and to follow the animal.
Mr.. Becker and his guide were lucky
IN coming up with their quarry after
following for two hours AS the Hunters
lo6d fV,rr ole
inches of snow, the guide suddenly
stopped and exclaimed to Mr.. Becker
in a whisper:
See that moose?" indicating at the
same time a clump of bushes some 70
yards ahead.
ahead.
Cant you see that moose2" asked
the guide again, somewhat earnestly,
but again Mr.. Becker replied in the
negative.
just as he did so, however, he caught
sight of the body of the great fellow,
half concealed by the cover in which he
stood. 1t didn't take him but a moment
to come to the conclusion that it was
the moose he wanted Mr. Becker says
he didn't have buck fever a bit, and
the shot he made confirms the state
ment He raised his rifle, aimed at the
fired. The great animal swayed, stag
gered a few steps and fell, dead.
The rifle used was a 30-3O Winchester,
and where the ball entered the moose
the hole was clean-cut and about as
large as a lead pencil, but where it
came out on the other side there was
an ugly wound large enough to put
three or four fingers in. The bullet
passed through the lungs, severing a
TO 100 pounds, and was a magnificent
creature
After the killing came the long tramp.
which Mr.. Becker thinks is not the
pleasantest part of moose hunting. But
the head, neck, hide and some of the
meat We're finally carried out of the
woods to the canoe, and now that it,
all over and Mr.. Becker is back at his
desk, the hardships of the journey are
forgotten and he would gladly go all
over it again.
When Mr.. Becker shot his caribou he
had the choice of two, and took year
ling bull which proved to be one of the
handsomest animals brought out Of the
woods this season. There were deer in
great abundance, and as Mr. Becker
had killed many, and had come after a
4 moose, he paid little attention to them
A handsome doe, as fat as butter. how
ever, was shot for meat. In addition a
number of partridges were killed to
supply the larder, and a mink was
killed and brought home as a present
for the ''fnissus"
Mr.. Becker is enthusiastic over his
guide, an Indian by the name of Peter
Rance of Old Town, Me. He considers
him the best guide he ever had any
dealings with. He was absolutely tire
less, g. quality not always found and
he knew exactly where to go and what
to do. 1t is safe to say that Mr.. Becker
Is now a life customer" of Peters, .
and that no trip into the woods in fli-
ture will be complete without his COM
partnership.
Two cameras were in Mr.. Becker's
outfit, and he considers them essential
to the enjoyment of a trip. One a
pocket, folding kodack he had with
him constantly, and he brings back
many fine snap pictures. The other
was larger, and some good souvenirs
were secured with it.
The exodust of local sportsmen into
the Maine woods is now fairly on.
Larger numbers will go down this year
than ever before The aim of nearly
al who have never killed a moose is to
accomplish this object, but others go
because they love to tramp through the
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and to breathe the clear, crisp, fir-laden
air.
The memories Of the trips linger and
cheer for months afterward. The exer-
else and change bring men back ready
to take up duties which have become
burdensome, with renewed interest.
Zach year as hunting near at hand
becomes less interesting, the number
of men who look forward to a trip into
Maine increases.
There seems to be no possibility of
a decrease In the game there, Nor it is
rather on the increase, and for years to
come sportsmen from all over the
country viii find sport in the woods
u Herbert F. Roper, Oscar England and
1HsF. A. Lange left Friday for William
Mason's camp, on Moosehead Lake.
Messrs. England and Lange are veter-
ans and Mr.. Roper is no novice. 1t is
safe to say that something worth talk
ing about will be done by this party.
Leonard W. Gates, assistant cashier
e at the State Mutual, left Friday for
Jaekinafl, on his''way to Fred .I1ender-
9 nonss camps, where he win remain two
weeks Mr.. Gates is after deer, nothing
else. and he is pretty sure to come back
satisfied. His numerous friends have
already begun to anticipate eating
choice cuts Of venison.
: DR.. A. F. Townsend of Pleasant street
has returned from hunting Trip
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