The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1936-12-31

in my life we ate raw liver and
It tasted good. Continuing on to our
boat we arrived about noon only to
find that our launch was frozen In
the Ice and that the engine would
not start. After several hours Of
futile attempt to start 1t we gave
up and faced another problem. We
were thirty-five miles from camp
around the lake shore or we
could get within three miles Of
camp by walking six miles to the
nearest shore just across the lake
from the camp. From here we fig
ured we could signal the Indians
at the camp and that one would
come and get US, so we walked
the distance and arrived on the
shore opposite the camp just as 1t
was getting dark. We made fire.
We began to shoot the signal of
distress. To our great Joy we saw
the Indian, John Woods, crossing
the lake about three miles away In
another launch. He was looking for
us and while he did not hear US
shoot, he saw our fire and headed
his boat in our direction. Talk
about JOY, well, we never looked
into the face Of two men that look
ed so good to us as John Woods and
George Swanson's face did when
he pulled up in front of us with a
good lunch of battock, doughnuts
and deer meat. We got back to
camp about seven-thirty in the ev-
ening after two days Of real sport
hardship and anxiety, with a fine
moose and a big buck deer to our
credit. John was not long in get
ting us a hot supper and we were
none the worse for our experience
The next morning we set out for
the same country. Joe hunting with
the guide and I going alone. We
were to return to the boat at four
o'clock. After travelling due north
for several hours I had worked
myself away from the lake and up
onto a high ridge. Here I took my
field glasses and about mile away
I saw a wonderful moose with q
great spread Of horns, getting the
wind In the right direction from
him to me I cautiously worked up
to him until was sure Of my shot.
When my gun cracked I knew ]
had connected but did not know
low vital my shot was as he kept
running away. I continued to shoot
and did not realize that I had shot
all my ammunition away. Then !
had the dangerous job Of getting
up to my moose and find out just
how badly he was shot. This I did
with one eye on the moose and the
other on a good tree as was
afraid he might fight. I discovered
that the trail showed signs of a
badly wounded moose, after trail
ing for some time I came to him
and when he saw me he moved on
out of sight. He did this a few
times but finally he did not get up
anymore and I got around in front
of him about twenty-five feet away.
It was zero weather and so I built
a fire and decided would wait for
him to die, but as soon as the
smoke and fire started to burn this
bull started to rear and call and
cry. OF all the awful noises have
ever heard, I never heard anything
like it before. He kept this up for
sometime and finally gave up the
battle and I was able to approach
and put him out of further trouble
After dressing him out and admir-
ing the fine spread of horns he
had, I hurried back to the boat
where the guide and Joe were wait
ing for me. Returning to camp a
deer was swimming from one is
land to another but before he made
the island the boys caught up to
him and put rope around his neck
and took him to the camp, taking
several pictures of him in camp. He
finally tried to jump through win
dow and in so doing he was injur-
ed and the guide took him out and
quickly killed him. With full bag
our whole thought was turned to
cutting roads and getting our game
out of the woods. We had plenty OF
time for this as we had to wait
two weeks for the lakes to freeze
over before we could get into the
woods with team. Bringing two
big bulls out sixty-five miles Is not
an easy task, although we Travelled
by boat, launch, canoe, raft, on thin
and dangerous ice, by dog team
and with snowshoes, but finally we
arrived back at Fort Frances
where we loaded our bag into Joe's
Chevrolet truck and these moose
and deer that once roamed the
great forest of Canada are now
hanging in my back yard. Every
few minutes a car will drive in with
a load Of people who want to see
what a moose looks like. It may be
interesting to see them tied to
block and tackle but you will never
know what they look like until you
see them in the woods and beat
them at their own game. It was q
great master mind that said "And
thou shalt have dominion over the
beast Of the field, the birds Of the
air and the fish of the sea-"
Time may dull the thrill ex-
perienced from shooting your
first moose. The bonds Of
friendship, woven so tightly by
the close c0mpanfonship, devel-
oped In the solitudes of the will
derness, may weaken and fray.
But nothing can ever dim the