Staunton spectator and vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1896-1916, 1904-02-19


r tains ring for miles. Nothing was re
ceived in answer but echoes, and al
:, increase of racket from the looms. Twt
Tor three looms on lake at night cal
: make more noise than band of timber
4 wolves. After waiting for half houl
i he returned to me and repeated ths
e call with better results, for, way of
t, on the side of the mountain, heart
Q the bull answer. Fred beckonei me
to him with bis finger and upon ap
preaching him he said. 81 got an an
{; swer." In the way of guying him a
( little l remarked that had heard 9
I bull frog croaking of in the distance,
and by the way, the two notes are very
( similar when heard at distance.
NO." says he, ''that is bull moose.
How many shells have you in your
gun.''
About five. :" l answered.
well, you had better chuck her
full'." So chuck her full'' proceed
cd to do according to directions. We
stood there for fifteen minutes waiting
for the bull to come in sight, bearing
his horns hitting the tree every few
seconds. Those fifteen minutes seem.
ed very long while they were passing,
but they amply paid for many hard
days's tramping.
Presently Fred saw him come into
the open hunting fer his mate, and
tried to point him out to me, but it
was getting dark by that time, and I
did not expect to see anything so large,
so could not locate him. asked him
If it was that thing that looked like
bush in the water, mo-" said he,
''the moose is not in the lake. but on
the bank on the other side. Can't you
see bis horns ?'' l replied that could
not, but that l saw something that
looked like the tops Of two dead pine
trees.
Why" he said, "those are not pine
trees but his horns. Can you kill him
from here? do not think that l can
get him in any closer tonight"
During this conversation on our part
Mr.. Moose was obligingly standing out
In the open on the other side Of the
began about three hundred yards from
US. though we were we'll protected by
underbush. threw up my .32special
to take aim, only to find the sights
were hardly visible, SO took 1t down.
However. as could not better my po.
sition took aim at him as we'll as
could and fred.
From our position neither could see
him move or finch from the shot, and
my guide encouragingly (?) remarked,
'By gracious, you never touched him."
/ thought that i must have shot at the
wrong thing, but just then be half
turned 30 gave him another, aiming
at his other shoulder. whereupon he
went down. keep on pumping 1t to
him. said Fred, so took two mora
chances at him, although could not
see bis body. as he had fallen In come
scrub brush.
Fred made me fill my magazine
again, and stand ready to fire in case
the moose got up while be went across
the pond. In . very few minutes he
called for me lto wade over as the
moose was dead. Well, wade did,
for what cared for water, with my
first moose down. Icertainly felt like
six-year old boy. SO why not act like
one?
was delighted to find that my FIRST
shot had really killed him, as the Cry
from my guide was still ringing in my
ears. It had entered just back of the
shoulder, going through the lungs and
tearing a great hole where 1t came out
The second shot entered the shoulder,
one of the two fred while he was on the
ground had cut his liver in half. l
have mentioned the execution of the
80 special because every one on our
way up to the hunting grounds had
counseled gus by telling us. that our
guns were too small caliber. Ga this
account, considering the darkness and
three hundred yards distance, to bring
down a twelve hundred-pound moose
virtually with the first ball, puts me
and the .32 special in the same cot for
all time to come. After sticking the
bull, Fred said be was ready to go hack,
but hardly thought that was, tor l
wanted that head to 60 back, too.
knew too we'll theRuying that would
get il returned to camp without the
head and told the boys that had kill
ed moose.
| BY the time that bis head was skin
ned out. it was nine O'Clock and so
dark you could hardly see your hard
before you, yet we had to wade that
pond, walk q quarter of mile, and
row three miles to camp.
We finally reached camp about bed
time and forthwith proceeded to cele-
brate the occasion and my good lucH
properly.
The next three days l lay around
camp fishing and guying the others.
and on the fourth day Fred and l bid
them goodbye and came out by way
of the Tobique river. On my way out
! killed deer and had good chance
at another bull moose, but Nay, nay, "
said Fred.
| Nature has just one pigment on her pal
lette with which she produces all the mar
velous tints of beauty, and that one pigment
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