Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1912-02-09
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a reputation which had unchallenged passed
zAr0ugh the outposts of disaster.
Previous to this trip spent fifty odd days OF
Rnat year In woods travel Aside from my caribou
Aunt, misfortune had in various forms denied my
possession of that woodlands sixth sense. Dur
Ing the summer became aware of the persistent
Fcnssi Cracked waugansticks, bewitched fry
pans. damaged canoe-ribs. lost pipes and fly books
we're its outward visible signs On my September
moose trip my companion jammed the safety and
Ehem overshot The following day a pack horse
2rem the settlements jingled its bell just az the
snOti beyond the portage was startled by crack
nag limbs. Then three moose 1.-TWO bulls and
cow} came into the water at even a scant half
80ur In the wake of the first weird call. In the
mist of the morrow staked by mistake a spike
acrn. We missed the water country by mile
sa the first October hunt, and after tramping
swelve miles to the ridges found the first snow
hurled with crust
Arrived at Menzie's camp Peter Prisk took me
IN hand on the morning of the 25th His re-
sEaYks OF plenty moose" the departure of two
So heads for the settlements, and my knowledge
"a the sport, discounted limited time Still
aunting the snow is the most deadly method of
stalking. Nothing short of a damaged rifle, rain
followed by frost, could in such country. have
sFrevented the labelling Of a fine bull moose
As we worked up-wind such assurance dominat-
ed my thoughts, but as | raised my Winchester to
AEash aside snow-laden Dough discovered that
the sight had been split. One minute the
sange was fifty, the next perhaps a thousand
yards AS the cracking of a frost-bitten birch
secame resonant above my fervent remarks Peter
struck a fresh track. Suddenly he clutched my
arm. stepped to one side and whispered "chuut!"
got fifty yards away 50inch bull with heavy
Sans and beautiful brow prongs, stared at me
through the thicket. AS he rose to his feet my
Saght rose in unison. TO the extreme limit
Never in six years of shooting did experience
sAe anguish mortified by Peters ncredulous
rountenance. which chilled my senses cs the
Hexle grazed the wither. For few seconds tree
truck changed on antler. tiny particles of frozen
crest sparkled In the sunshine and then all
sounds save the signing of the western breeze.
ceased as abruptly as they had begun For
Arur that afternoon and several the next day
Peter and tracked that started" bull The
STAGES he led us through demanded more than
ratience In yard the trail was lost and by
o'clock on the 26th we had selected another
which appealed to Peters particular tastes in
tracks
The day i'm question was warm. This drew the
sxcst and mild clouds of steam or woodland vapor
yaas from the hOllows The travelling Was heavy
md tedious No stop could be made for lunch,
sma depression settled down over our very souls.
shortly before two o'clock we sighted COW. AS
she swung in her tracks recognized the clicking
M bulls hoofs going at the trot | whispered
40 PETER and we circled till the Indian with one
tool IN the air, paused. was completely tagged.
~ ached from tramping through the crust