The Thibodaux sentinel. (Thibodaux, La.) 1905-1912, 1911-11-18

~ y man kind benefit
thereby: hence this
report Having had
splendid luck hunting deer in
Northern Minnesota for two falls
we when | say we it means Mrs.
B. and myself. as she has accom-.
panied me on all my hunting
expeditions and enjoys the outdoor
idea fully as well as / do, besides
being a good shot), decided on a
trial for moose. Now, when one is
to hunt moose, the principal thing
is to go where the moose are. So
after thorough investigation into
the whereabouts Of these animals
we concluded that Cook county,
Minnesota, probably had more
moose 20 the square mile than any
oshe9 place in America. and
Z mimi that our findings will he
borne out by the results of that
hunt
Having decided where to 70, it
was next in order to secure the
services of someone with thor.
ough knowledge of the country, for
guide Through the kindness of
my friend, DR.. F. B. Hicks of Grand
Marais, Cook county. Minnesota. I
was put in communication with Mr.,
Gilbert Gilbertson of that place
whose personal services we were
fortunate enough to secure. Right
mere let me say that Gilbert Gil.
oertson is without doubt the most
thoroughly qualified guide in Cook
county, having thorough knowledge
Oh the country as well as the habits
ana haunts Of game Mr.. Gilbertson
mas four men, all good guides. and he
mas most unique method of charging
Tor his services. He or his men will
Jake charge OF one, two or three men
for $40 per day, or he will guarantee
to get you good. fair shot at a moose
Tor $25. provided, however. that you
agree to hike" at least five miles per
DAY. We are now ready to start, and
leave home for Minneapolis. where
we are Joined by Mr.. C. Herbert AL
len, thence to Duluth and from Duluth
to Grand Marais by Booth Line
steamer Running into dead swell"
on Lake Superior. Mrs. B. and Herb
had all the joys of real seasickness.
We were met at the wharf at Grand
Marais by our friend, DR.. Hicks, whose
splendid hospitality we thoroughly en-
joyed We were all up early next
morning to take a look at our sur
roundings. of which it is impossible to
make an adequate pen picture. I'M
ag1ne little village. Just back Of
natural harbor of rocks. against
mountainside of beautiful evergreens
and white birch. nearly a mile high.
ending in. a tremendous promonotory
OF red-hued rock at one end and miles
and miles of the most gorgeous land
scape at the other Cook county is
made up of thousands of just such
scenes. with countless lakes and riv-
ers interspersed. all Of which abound
In land-locked salmon and speckled
trout, making a eeritable sportsman's
paradise as well as artists dreamland.
Our guide has now arrived with team
and wagon to take all our camp para
phernalia. provisions, etc, and we are
told that we are to drive out five
miles to Mr. H. Gilbertson's. where we
are to have dinner, and then on eight
miles further to the 13-mile post on
the Gunflint road. which place we
reached at o'clock. tired. hungry
and In the dark. We soon unload the
big trunk containing our 14x24 tent
and in half an hour have our house
up and a good fire going.
The next day we spent in perfecting
our quarters. hauling up fire wood.
ETC.. etc. and as the day thereafter was
November 10, or the opening day of
the hunting season. we were all anxi.
BUS to be ready for an early start. To
get moose by still hunting. 1t Is i'm
perative that you get near the feeding
grounds by daylight. We were &C
,ordingly on the trail as soon as It
was possible to travel, and our usual
good fortune was with us, for we were
scarcely at the edge Of the old burn
ng. now nicely grown up with young
,oplars, alder bushes and hazel brush,
when we found a fresh moose track in
he light snow that had fallen the
previous day. Judging by the size of
he footprint we at once decided that
We wanted that big bull. and it was
damned that Herb and Gilbert should
should cross the ravine and 60 up
.long the hillside about quarter OF
, mile away This was followed out
Ind we had barely gotten across the
avine when we heard Herbs So |
remington automatic begin to crack |
nd we hastily ran to the top OF
mall ridge. where we stood painting
Or breath. when we heard a tremen.
Gus cracking of brush and timber,