. Through the wilds; a record of sport and adventure in the forests of New Hampshire and Maine . anner ofcreature he was. Thetouch of his cold nosehad awaked Fred, with theresult as given above. As the alarmed boyhowled and sprang to his feet, he fricrhtened the moose, if anything, worse than the animal had frightened him, and the old bull backed three or four paces away snorting with terror. and making for the woods a few rods distant, he went for a tree, up which he climbed, with the moose, who had recovered from his fright, close behind him. Dropping his gun while shinning the tree, he was
. Through the wilds; a record of sport and adventure in the forests of New Hampshire and Maine . anner ofcreature he was. Thetouch of his cold nosehad awaked Fred, with theresult as given above. As the alarmed boyhowled and sprang to his feet, he fricrhtened the moose, if anything, worse than the animal had frightened him, and the old bull backed three or four paces away snorting with terror. and making for the woods a few rods distant, he went for a tree, up which he climbed, with the moose, who had recovered from his fright, close behind him. Dropping his gun while shinning the tree, he was at the mercy of the moose. The animal, however, was very well behaved, and after smelling of the gun and casting a glance or two of inquiry at Fred, browsed around the tree awhile, and then, hearing some noise that frightened him, he started off at a shambling gait, waded the river, which was shallow a short distance above the camp, and disappeared in the woods on the other side. As the animal became lost to view the Parson slowly descended thetree, and picking up his gun found it A QUEER VISITOR. This p-ave the Parson a chance. THROUGH THE WILDS. 335 Well, by jingo ! he exclaimed as he walked to camp, if thisdoes not knock spots out of anything- we have seen yet. A real, livemoose. And if I had not been so frightened that I did not knowwhether I was on my head or heels, I might have had a shot at him. Iwish the boys had been here, he would not have escaped so deliver me from having any more such visitors when I amalone. I guess I will go out and pick those berries now, that Dickwanted, and I will take my gun along too. If the moose in thiscountry have no better manners than to walk into a fellows camp,and kiss him while he is sleeping, one might as well be prepared forthem ; and the Parson changed the shells in his gun, which were loadedwith bird shot, for two loaded with buck shot, and put a couple ofextra ones in his pocket. Then taking a basin he star
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