. In fair Aroostook, where Acadia and Scandinavia's subtle touch turned a wilderness into a land of plenty; . which 52(5 deer and 74 moose were shipped from MasardisandAshland stations. It is to a hunters paradise, indeed, that Ihave come. At Ashland station, the present terminus of the branch, whilethe other passengers went up to the village on the hill in buck-boards, I waited for the carriage of Capt. Orcutt, the leadinglivery proprietor of the place, who was there to meet Mr. Burpeeand myself. The little delay gave me the chance to talk withthe station agent who told me the trouble that a
. In fair Aroostook, where Acadia and Scandinavia's subtle touch turned a wilderness into a land of plenty; . which 52(5 deer and 74 moose were shipped from MasardisandAshland stations. It is to a hunters paradise, indeed, that Ihave come. At Ashland station, the present terminus of the branch, whilethe other passengers went up to the village on the hill in buck-boards, I waited for the carriage of Capt. Orcutt, the leadinglivery proprietor of the place, who was there to meet Mr. Burpeeand myself. The little delay gave me the chance to talk withthe station agent who told me the trouble that a gang of sectionmen had l:)een put to the day before by a moose, a two-3ear-oldbull, which persisted in trying to walk straight through the wirefence that encloses the railroads right-of-way. The sectionmen had found him tangled in the wires, and once had extricatedthe creature and sent him on his way. A little while after hewas again involved in difficulty with the fence. This time theforeman had taken the into custody. Heres one of the men now, said the station agent. Hell tell \ou all about \vhi:kI: mokk i-vn than at idutac.!; l.\kk IN FAIR AROOSTOOK. 21 Twas a thankless job a-helpin from throuble a cratburthat could not understand that your intintions were mint inkindness, said the section man. An what with the worrukof unsthringin him b} main strinth an dexterity from thewoires, a-watchin all the toime that he didnt kill some one ofus which he was thryin his best to do, our patience was sorelythried. But we got him clear once, an we were on the safe sideof the fince, an the boss siz kindly to the baste, Its a badjob, well inded. Go, an good luck go wid yes. Weve losttoime an patience, but we gets to worruk an afther a while theFrinchman, Tony, goes down the line to fetch up some toolsthat are left behoind, an he calls back : Sacree! Heres dat a-dam moose a-thryin to lug thewhole fince along. Its the same baste sure, an hes fast agin in the woires, anthis toime t
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