Rod and gun . first being stormy and on the secondwe indulged in some rifle and revolverpractice and commenced our packing. ^^e left for home on the morning of theeleventh, our sleigh being even morepacked than on our inward journey. Againwe spent a night at our friends shantyand reached home on the twelfth, havingenough venison to go round to manyfriends. Our experiences showed us that whilethere are a fair number of young bucksin the mountains there are many cowswithout calves. It appears to us that theGovernment might with advantage allowone deer of any sex to be shot for a sea-son and then
Rod and gun . first being stormy and on the secondwe indulged in some rifle and revolverpractice and commenced our packing. ^^e left for home on the morning of theeleventh, our sleigh being even morepacked than on our inward journey. Againwe spent a night at our friends shantyand reached home on the twelfth, havingenough venison to go round to manyfriends. Our experiences showed us that whilethere are a fair number of young bucksin the mountains there are many cowswithout calves. It appears to us that theGovernment might with advantage allowone deer of any sex to be shot for a sea-son and then have a close season for ayear or two. The amount collected forlicenses ought all to be used for preser-vation work. tTol. Fred \\hite. Controller of theXorth ^^est Mounted Police, who has de-voted his life to the work of this fineforce now well known throug^hout theworld, is about to retire upon superan-nuation. He should be able to write oneof the most fascinating books ever pub-lished upon his The Fisherman. The Fisherman BY HAROLD RAYMOND. \\ here some lone stream its amber waters hide \\ ithin the pleasing presence of tall pines, \^ hose sweeping branches bridge the slight divide In shadow deep, unbroken, save where lines Of smiling sun-beams, dancing dow^nward glide And caper much as motes in old-world wines. Here, as if resting from the whirl and shockOf mad-careering rapids far weary waters lave the cool. gre_v rockThat hedge them softly in. to sleep or dream,Ere from such place of peace theyre borne to mockThe quiet recess in the wild currents gleam. Here, too, firm poised upon his granite monarch of the moment stands, his evesBright with the glow of conflict ably done,—For in the last enfeebled struggles of his prizeHe feels with joy that conquest is his smiles to view the victim of his flies. A Successful Moose Hunt In New Brunswick BY J. HAROLD McMURRAY. SITTING round an open fire oneeveninof in the middle of Septem-b
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