The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-02-07

drove of caribou on snowshoes and las
seed two of them. 10 be taken to the
Sportsmen's Exhibition at Boston The
animals were thoroughly pumped out
when overtaken, but after few minutes
revived and when spoken to kindly
scratched on the neck. &c. seemed 20 lose
all fear of their captors and no trouble
was found in leading them TO camp. four
miles away. The next day they would eat
moss out of Braithwaite's hand The
guide drove them out to Richards logging
works two days later. the caribou pausing
now and then TO nimble moss from the
trees on the side of the trail An old bull
caribou, however, is usually a tough pro-
position.
Some of the Tobique hunters when
stalking caribou on the snow wear suits
of white. The wearing of a red cap or
red Macknaw shirt by the hunter will
sometimes produce immediate lunacy in
an entire herd of caribou. and they will
remain rooted to the spot while the death
dealing rife is thinning out their ranks.
But even in this matter of dry goods the
caribou displays a truly feminine tickle
ness of mind. An old hunter named
George Brown. who attired himself in red
flannel last winter, believing that he could
hypnotic the caribou. found that they
could see him over a mile away and the
herds all took flight before he could get
within range.
The only enemies the caribou has to
fear among wild animals are the black
bear and the lynx. The latter is very de-
structive to the young in the spring and
summer months. The efforts of bruin in
stalking and pulling down unwary strag-
glers from the herd are more successful
than is commonly supposed. In the mat
ing season, however, the bun caribou, like
the goat that tackled the grindstone, has
the courage of his convictions, and, unless
taken unawares, is apt to give the bear
a very stiff argument. Adam Moore of
Scotch Lake, in October, 1897 was the
witness of a remarkable battle between
a large black bear and a bull caribou.
From subsequent examination of the
ground 1t appeared that the bull was ac-
companied by three cows and a fawn.
The bear had evidently crept up on the
fawn and killed it with one stroke of his
paw, when the bull appeared and attacked
the bear in a most valiant manner, the
cows running off in the bush. Adam had
just padded up the deadwater from camp
and was lifting his canoe over an old bea-
yer dam. when he heard a rumpus on
the bank a few yards up stream He
padded close to the complaints, but they
paid no heed to his presence. The bear
refused to give up the dead fawn but
seemed TO be handicapped by a guilty
conscience. Whining as if in protest at
the unfrendly treatment he was receiving,
he sat bolt upright on his rump, defending
himself with his forepaws as the agile
caribou circed him. The latter animal
seemed to be wild with rage, and his
movements, as he tried TO impale the bear,
were so rapid that Adam could scarcely
follow them. The bear parted the blows
of his assaHant adroty, but wore a bored
expression as if he really wished a gen
eral disarmament as long as nobody inter
fered with him. Adam noticed that the
caribou's neck was bleeding from an open
wound and that the bear had been gored
in the breast and flank. Anxious as he
was to see the issue of the fight, his SYM
pathy for the caribou was too strong to
be resisted, and he brought down the
bear with well-aimed shot. Even when
his enemy was dead the caribou continued
to strike at him with his saucer-like
hoofs, while Adam silently watched him
from the deadwater. Then, being appar-
emily convinced that he had slain his hat
ed foe. the bull uttered a loud grunt of
triumph and rambled off in search of the
harem.