Rod and gun . hich was driven by Mr. HarryTraynor, and were off for reached Mr. Traynors— is the fine old game wardenof Pocologan—at just twelve having dinner and securingour hunting licenses we mounted theold w agon once more and were off forcamp. About four oclock we ar- rived at Camp Comfort and aftera lunch Harry fed his horses and wasoff, leaving Charles, Mart, Earl andme in high hopes of securing a mooseor deer. It seemed to me a very good even-ing on which to call for moose. Ac-cordingly I started out. Crossinga small stream called Dead Water,that run
Rod and gun . hich was driven by Mr. HarryTraynor, and were off for reached Mr. Traynors— is the fine old game wardenof Pocologan—at just twelve having dinner and securingour hunting licenses we mounted theold w agon once more and were off forcamp. About four oclock we ar- rived at Camp Comfort and aftera lunch Harry fed his horses and wasoff, leaving Charles, Mart, Earl andme in high hopes of securing a mooseor deer. It seemed to me a very good even-ing on which to call for moose. Ac-cordingly I started out. Crossinga small stream called Dead Water,that runs into the Pocologan River,we got in very good position near thebrook to try a call on the old birchbark. Before I had time to call,however, to my surprise I saw a finelittle black and white animal withtail erect stalking along the saw him at the same time,and as he was in a better positionthan I to get a good view of the ani-mal, he called out to me to give hima wide berth as his name was Gamp Comfort Skunk and he had a better calibrethan our .303 Ross. After Mr. Skunkhad taken himself off we gave a calland, to our surprise, got an answerfrom across the river light was followed by another ans-wer. As it was getting dusk, however,and as it was our hrst evening out wemade up our minds to let Mr. Moosestay there until morning when wewould have a better chance to seewhat kind of a head he had. Havinglocated our moose we returned tocamp, where we were pleased to findthat Alart had a good supper waitingfor us. Supper over and our pipeslit we talked over our plans for thefollowing day. It was decided thatEarl, Charlies son, was to go withme. After a bear story or two we fellinto a deep slumber. Once or twiceduring the night I was wakened by theHoo-hoo-hoo of an owl. Morningcame and after a good breakfast Earland I set out for the calling groundthat his father and I had been to theevening before. Creeping alongquietly we made the place and gotready for
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