Rod and gun (1898) (14750219456)

Identifier: rodguncan11cana (find matches)
Title: Rod and gun
Year: 1898 (1890s)
Authors: Canadian Forestry Association
Subjects: Fishing Hunting Outdoor life
Publisher: Beaconsfield, Que. (etc.) Rod and Gun Pub. Co. (etc.)
Contributing Library: Gerstein - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto



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o fire at the sound so near us a madcharge through our tent might possiblvbe the outcome, and in such absolutedarkness what chance had we against ananimal so formidable? We sat up, per-fectly still, with hearts beating so thatwe could hear them, gripping our rifles,listening the while to the curious gruntsof the bear as he examined the groundabout our tent. It was a nervy occa-sion, and I believe we were both strungto concert pitch. At all events I shall the bear made its retreat. It was enoughto know he had not collided in his plungewith our tent. He must have gone downthe valley and we were not sorry to hearthe last of him, and to lay down again un-disturbed until daylight of the next morn-ing. It was before dawn of the twenty-fifthof September we started out to meet E.and the boys. We climbed the moun-tain above our camp and took much thesame course as we had travelled overtwo days before, until within a very shortdistance of our old camp. We made aquick journey and covered as much
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Complete Specimen of Yukon Moose. Shot by the Author, and now at Hon. Walter Rothschilds Museum, Tring Park,Hertfordshire, Eng. find it impossible to ever forget the tense,creepy feeling that came over me, causedno doubt by the blackness of the nightand the helplessness of our position.As he moved off, we listened intently,having arranged to fire towards the soundhe was making. When a little furtheraway, perhaps he was twenty-five yardsofif at all events, the noise he was makingstilled as suddenly and mysteriously as ithad arisen, and at this stage we both fired,the report of our rifles echoing and re-echoing in the gorge both long and loud.\\ e never knew which way or how fast ground in one da)^ as we had previouslydone in two. Yet we saw no signs of E.and the boys. We climbed the moun-tains to rest and to eat a bite of lunch,some cold moose steak. From where wemunched this we had a beautiful view ofthe McMillan river, nearly three hundredyards in breadth, of clear, deep water,rollin