Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1912-02-09

and the kneedeep snow At that precise moment
all the moose in Christendom were not worth
square, hot meal.
suddenly-doesnt express it. All remember
is that the largest bull moost ever expect to see
literally whirled across the mistenyeloped open
ing in the swamp. smaller bull was on
side cow on the other These were fully
tured moose; compared with him, mere pigmies-
All his size adequately expressed in fast
moving, gigantic wither, and high-held set OF
black, long-hanging antlers. win take my oath
they were IS inches across.
fired. AS the second shell slid into the cham
Der Peter who had forgotten dinner and was
very much excited jumped in front of the muzze
Of the 49, For 200 yards all our remaining en-
ergy conveyed our breathless bodies through the
two-foot snow. Then. having brushed the snow
from OF a deadfall, Peter collapsed and MUIR
INJURED, "By Hell, dat dammer moose
/ have recollection a painful memory only.
of the cold lunch and the tramp that night to
camp. The snow had covered innumerable dead
falls. Between two of these my right moccasin
had fingered For two days nursed strained
right hip.
One chance only remained for on Friday and
Saturday / was helpless. The team would be in
on the morrow. and, as lay that night in my
bunk. all the hard luck of the season Knocked me
in the "creeerrk" of the cooling stove recalled
sportsmen had placed that season and how they
had-on their first trip-all killed their moose.
Then that Injun-and how polite some of them
dTe-dSFeeu IL was nara luck, yet DOWN IN MS
heart of hearts was but one more sport couldn't
chute" But finally that night / slept and just
the first streams Of daylight were trickling
through the snow-guarded lanes of the forest
Peter awoke me by emphatically stamping on his
moccasins
A species of angelic smile was lowering
over his features and he was talking to someone,
that was sure. Perched on the sill Of the window
was tiny soviet owl Catching the minute
creature Peter gazed into its two round golden
eyes, and as the "tittit" of its sharp bill broke
the Stiffness exclaimed 'snim eyes just like big
ten cents apiece-he mean moose" Even the
game leg felt better and at nine we swung to the
cabin door, to bring back. as Peter felt sure. "one
big haid."
When think of that morning / wonder some.
times how many OF us have experienced that
Just naturally can't lose feeling we occasionally
have thrust upon us-we men who don't fit In.
Everything works like charm and the Joy Of lv-
ing is in our walk. our smile the very twinkle or
our eye. We define new meaning as to why
the world goes on. We are even egotistical
enough to thing it made for ourselves
Over the brook we went, on--on-on. How
sthat moose led us through swAmps over ridges!
Here we would the fresh trail OF deer.
again the track of travelling family. dat nod
der kind moose Peter would lisp. and the hill
would hide vanishing form
| knew when the trail became ''warm"-when
to "get ready saw him the the same moment
as Peter. We knew he must have antlers for
there were the tell-tale marks on the trees. Just
now he standing to one side of a huge vel
low birch. Presently he moved forward, his neck