Jack Lightfoot on snow-shoes, or, The chase of the great moose


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P bl.. h s' N t "Teacll tbe American !Joy l'low to llecome Ml aftltete, ano! lay tbe foundation for C:Onstltutlofl peatar tllalf mar U s er 0 e. of tbe United 5tntes."-Wise sayings from "Tip Top." Tbere bas never been a time wbea tbe boys of tbia!P'88t country took so keen an Interest In all manly and sports as they do to-day. As proof of tblll witness tbe record-breaklnlf tbroDlfa tbat attend college struggles on tbe gridiron, as well as athletic and baseball games, and otber test. of endurance and skill. In a multitude of otber cbannela tbls Jove for the "life strenuous" Is making Itself manifest, so tbat. as a nation, we are rapidly forging to the front aa _k.,.. of bonest sport. Recognizing tblll "handwriting on tbe wall," 'we bave concluded tbat the time bas arrived to give tblll vast army of young enthusiasts a publication devoted exclusively to invlgoratlntr out-door life. We feel we are Justified In antlclpatlntr a warm responae from oar sturdy American boys, wbo are sure to revel Ia tbe stlrrlntr phases of sport and adventure, tbrougb wblcb our characters paas from week to wuk. ALL-SPORTS L 'IBRARY Jsnted WeM/y, By .SIIllscrljtion, $2,so per h"ntwed a&CM"ding to Act of Congress in tile zqo6, ;,. tile offiu of tile LWraria" of Congress. Waslli,g-ton, D. C, by THE W INNER LIBRARY CO., 16.5 Fi{temtk .st., Nnv Yor.t, N. Y. NEW YORK, January 13, 1906. Price Five Cents. JACK LlfiHTFOOT ON SNOW=SHOES; OR, The Chase of the Great Moose. By MAURICE STEVENS. CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. _Jack Ugbtfoot, the best all-round athlete in Cranford or vicinity, a la
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2 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. the two-hundred mark, yet from top to toe was all roast and the real dinner/' laughed Mr. Denton, in his muscle. genial fashion. l'his man's name was Mr. Joseph Denton, who had ''I guess I don't quite see at what you are driving, married a sister of Jack's mother, and dwelt in the far Uncle Joe," laughed Jack, shaking his head doubtNorth. fully. In a nutsheD, Mr. -Denton was a Canaditn, a man "In that case, my boy, I will tell you." of considerable mearts, and with big lumber interests in "I'm all ears, sir." his own section. Then Mr. Denton e,xplained. Busipess had recently brought hjm into the States, is as great a between the game of and for the first time in many years he was paying a the North and the Jack, as there is between the short visit to Cranford. one meet$ within the same sections," said he, This occurred all by chance, just at the time Jack smiling. "The farther south you go, and the warmer Lightfoot arrived home from Florida, after a stirring climate ydu reach, the more sluggish and indolent char cruise with his Cousin Tom and Lafe Lampton, one acteristics will be observed in the inhabitants. This is of his most loyal friends, do\Vll the famo .us natural, in a way, for it is the result of climatic River. c6nditicms.'' Jack had been home three days, yet hardly rot a ''I follow you, sir," nodded Jack, with much inmoment had he ceased talking about his trip South, terest. and of the fine hunting and remarkable adventures he "Ott the other hand, if you go north," continued M1. had experienced. "you will find that the farther you go, up to It was while thus engaged one evening after supper a certain latitude, the coid cfimate produces the oppotha:t the above remarks were rnade by him, to which site type' of men. If you get too far _north, however, his Canadian uncle sat liste'ling with an air of mingled you will reach a point at which the climate again incredulity and amusement, for which Jack equid by operates to a disadvantage! no means account. ''i It was because of this that his enthusiasm carried "Our temperate zone, with its Itealthful and invig:him even a little farther than usual, in speaking of the orating changes, not running to immoderation in eithet scenes and incidents whkh .. he had experiencett in directi'.lll, produces the best type of men, those big, Florida. brainy, and energetic men who are chiefly responsih}. "That's right, Uncle Joe, every word of it," he wen't for the onward march of civilization." on, when the big, genial lumberman made no reply. ''I think that is true, Uncle Joe," admitted "I'm giving it to you straight." .. bowing. "That so, Jack?" the Same is true of the 1ower animals/' added "'I've gpod sport in my day, oJ one kind' or an. Mr. with. a laugh. "You :will find more or other, but none compares with that I ha-ie described. sluggtshne:s--tn those of the South, the natural It's a great country, that Florida, wit-h no end of fish mdolenGe that IS by the exceeding heat and and game." with which a living, such as it is, may be o}).:. Mr. Denton indulged in a jovial, resonant laugh tatrn:d 10 countries where nature provides abundanti,; h h" h the year round w1t ts uge figure shaking ponderously for several moments. "That's true, sir., It was just such a laugh one might expect from "Talking about game, Jack, and true sport!" a bi?", jolly, red-faced lumberman, fuU of life, vigor, Mr. Denton, now getting back to the main point; ''why, and Irrepressible good-nature. my dear bQy, as I said you have tasted only JaCk; is that what you call it?" said he in soup.. know wJ:at sport tneans, with thai wild, kindly jest. "You never yet have seen any real Jnvtgoratmg; mtoxicating excitement takes my boy." off a age, you should go up my way, and "What's that, sir?" cried Jack, bridling with surthe pmes and balsam fiJ,"s of Canada, and put prise. strength and cunning against those of the "Y h d J h the_ fleet caribou, or the fierce black bear They ou ave taste "! t. e soup, Jack, that is brought thnll VJUr ne d on to the appetite a httle, and prepare one for the an set your 'blood as no Southern sport could possib\y do."

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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 3 There was much of the same spirit in the man him self as he warmed up while speaking; and his brighter eyes his resonant voice and the brief picture he 'ver pally drew, sent a flush of excitement to Jack Light foot's cheeks and eager fire to his keen dark eyes. "Jiminy crickets!" he cried impulsiv-ely. give a good deal Uncle Joe, if I could go up against that kind of game just once in my life!" 1.'Well, what's to hinder?'' "Hinder ?" gasped Jack, with a sudden, wild hope thrilling him. His father, who had been an attentive listener to the foregoing now .laughed deeply, and said: had better take Jack and his friends up there with you when you go back, Joe, and give them a taste of your Northern sport." Jack Lightfoot knew what this meant. ... He came out of his chair with a bound, and leaped nearly to the ceiling. 1Whoop! Hurrah! Siss-boom-rah l" he shouted, utt erly unable to contain himself. "Say you'll do it, Uncle Joe! Only say you'll do it, and you'll make me the happiest chap in all the worle !" r'N ot more happy than I shall be to have you go with me," cried Mr. Denton, laughing. uAnd Tom?" (Certainly." "And Lafe Lampton?'' couldn't oin1t Lafe, Jack, I'm sure." "I may go, fathttt' ?" "If your mother has no objection.'' ''What do you say, mother?" 1Whatever your father says. When you return you will be in pretty good trim ior a strong siege of school ing, with fair Harvard for your goal. Only, take care of yourself, my "!hen I say-go !" "And go it is!" cried Uncle Joe. "We'll leave Cran ford day after to-morrow, bound for Canadian wilds." There was no holding Jack Lightfoot then, when the outing was practically assured. The house seemed altogether too small for him. He felt as if he was swelling to such colossal proportions that he should burst, explode, or fly to atoms. Before anybody could check him, he rushed into the ball, snatched his hat and coat from a peg on the wall, and in'three seconds was tearing through the streets of Cranford as he never yet had torn around the bases at the crisis of the closest .of close games. tlric!e Joe l ooked a *6od. :!!:it amazed at this abrupt departure, and began to exhibit some serious appre hensions. ''I hope the prospect has not driven him crazy,",.said he, turning to Jack's father "Has he gone out .of his head, think you?'' "Not by a fang chalk, Joe!" was the reply, with a heart:q laugh. HI hope not, I'm sure." "Jack has a 'very level head on his shoulders none more cool at a time of need danger, I've discovered ; but his enthusiasm over your kind offer was more than he contain. ''Oh, that was it, eh ?" 1'He had to let himself out in some way." tti think I can guess where he has gone," said Mrs. Lightfoot, turning witlr a smile to the two men. "Where is that r asked Uncle Joe. "He has gone to tell the joyous news to Tom and Lafe, arid learn whether they can also accept -your in vitation." "Ah, good for him!" exclaimed Mr. Denton. "Ac cept-why, of course they can! I shall take all three of them with me, Mrs. Lightfoot, even if I do it by main strength." "I hardly think that will be necessary, Joe," she replied laughing. UI hope not, I'm sure." UI think it quite likely that all three of them will :put in an appearance here very soon," added Jack's mother. "They are like colts turned loose." "I guess that's right." "There will be no holding them, once the expedition is assured, and you soon will have them about your ears to learn all the particulars." "The sooner the better!" cried Mr. Denton heartily. "I look forward to their visit as joyously ac; they, and I will give them the outing of their lives." CHAPTER .II. THE HUNTER's ouTFIT. The predictions of Mrs. Lightfoot were entirely correct. Jack was no sooner out of the house than he made a bee-line for Lafe Lampton's home, and; upon arriving there, he didn't even stop-to knock, which in the least necessary, owing to his familiar relations With the family. I He into the house and into the room where Lafe then was seated, reading, and with flushed cheeks ayd eyes glowing, he cried excitedly:

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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. "Lafe, can you go to Canada?"' "Sure, I've had my supper, A corker, too! But yoq "Canada?" don't seem to get next to what this QUting means, "Moose hunting I" Just think of plugging a big bull moose at a hundred "Moose hunting t' yards or more, and--" "Deer hunting I'' .-'Oh, I'm wise to it all, Lafe !" laughed Tom. "Deer hunting?'' '1Jiminy crickets! what a shift," Lae rattled on. hunting I" "From tbe tropical heat of Florida, where we Lafe's eyes now were sticking out a good inch, or slaying coons and wildcats last w_eek, to the trackless. so, at least, they appeared, and he gave a loud gasp, Canadian wilderness of snow and ice. Zip we go! and caught his breath. Al1 I can think o is traveling like a telegram! Howl : say I" he "You haven't slipped a cog in your ing mackerels, I Ca.n;t seem to g-et it out of my head running-gear, have you, Jack?" that I'm not dreaming." "Not a cog, Lafe." ''You're awake, al!'right!" laughed Jack, giving him "Nor let a bat get into your belfry?'' a friendly prod in-the ribs. "There's no doubt about 'fNot a bat, Lafe, for a fact!" cried Jack, laughing. that, Lafe." "\tmean just what I say. We are invited to "But I'll never believe that we're going after that canada on a hunting expedition." big game till we're fairly started," insisted Lafe. "It "W.ho h b seems altoget er too good to e true. "You, Tom, and myself." go, all right, Lafe, no fear about that," "By whQtn ?" replied Jack. "Uncle appears anxious enough .to "By my uncle, Mr. Denton.'' have us, and he'll give us a racket long _toPe rememLafe sat down again, cracked himself on the head bered." several times with his knuckles, then stared and blinked "DoeS he own a hunt.ing-camp?' most ludicrously at smiling face for sever;U seconds. "I s'pose I'll wake up in a minute," said he; "Was 'it Cariada you said, and hunting, and-say, Jack, just give me one 011 the point of the chin, or good, stiff jab in solar-plexus region. I want to know whether this is real, or only a from which I'm to have a horrible awakening." Jack Lightfoot laughed, now turning to greet Lafe's parents, who had overhea:rd and were the room, and he then proceeded to state more calmly the nature of the invitation the three boy$ had received, and the object of his hurried visit to Lafe's home. No great amount of persuasion was required to ob tain the sanction of Lafe's parents, moreover, and it no sooner was insured them than both boys started out to find Jack's cousin, and convey the joyous news to tlim also. That Tom Lightfoot was equally surprised and de lighted goes without saying, and within half-an-bour after the project was suggested by Mr. Denton aU three boys, precisely as Mrs. Lightfoot had predicted, were \leading for Jack's home, to discuss the matter with his parents and uncle. "Gee! I think I'll have to be held down," Lafe kept repeating, so exuberant was his enthusiasm. "I feel lighter'n any balloon." "Have you had your supper?" chucklep. Tom. "He has an interest in two, I believe." "Two of 'em, elt ?'' gurgled Lafe, too tickled to be serious. "The next thing I know, I shall be rubbing my Aladdin's ting and seeing a whole herd of in yonder road! Tw.o of 'em, eh ?" "What Uncle Joe doesn't know about moose hunk ing, Lafe; isn't worth knowing," continued Jack. 1'W e'll nail him. this very night, and get all the particu lars--....... ''A.nd thank him, too," put in Tom. "Thank him I" cried in thunder am I going to thank him? I haven't g-ot any words to tell him how I feel. I can say, thank you, Mr. Denton, sure I can. But, howling mackerels that's about like g1vmg a man a cent when you owe him a million I" Jack Lightfoot taughed, and shook his head. not have to try to tell Uncle Joe about that, f..a.fe, said he, as he approached the house. "He. is enough to see just how we feel, and he's not ktpd who wants much display of gratitude." "'-;hat he. isn't," declared rom, with emphasis. He s as white as milk all through "Yo h' u ve met Im, and one always finds the same, as genial and hearty as they make Jack. "Now we'll get all of the points we qUire, and to-morrow we'll get our traps together a hustle."

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LIBRARY. s. They had reached the house, and Jack admitted his companions and conducted them to the sitting-room. Mr. Denton gave one of his deep, resonant laughs when he saw them with their flushed cheeks .and glow ing for, as Jack had said, he read there far more than couid have been expressed in words. ''We've been waiting for you, Jack," he cried. ''Your mother said it wouldn't be long before all three of you showed up, bringing with you the necessary parental sanctions." right, sir," said Jack. 'We're all going." boys, all of you! down1 and we'll talk 'it over. Some little time was spent in discussing the details of the great hunting trip, the bout< of departure agteed upon, and the ways and means talked over; and J a::ck, who wanted such information as would enable them to properly prefJ-are themselves, then asked about their equipm ent. ''Equipment, eh ?''smiled Uncle Joe. 11Well, it'll not be 1tiuch like what you required down irt Florida." ''I'm aware that it will not resemble our Florida QUtfit," said Jack, "but there probably are a number_ of articles that we shall need to get, and you are just the man to enlighten us as to a htJllting outfit." Mr. Denton laughed, and himself back in his chair said he, "a hunter must go into the wilder ness properly clothed and fully accoutered-; for he will be miles from any supply store when he arrives at the haunts of the big game/' ''I can imagine so," nodded Jack. "And it is much safer to llave too many clothes than too few, f
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6 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. gether. And then-hoI for Canada, for the hunter's camp, the trackless wilderness, and the haunts of the giant moose !" CHAPTER III. IN THE WILDERNESS. "Gee I but this is great I" "Greater than great I" "Never anything like it I" These were the several exclamations of the Cran ford boys, repeated again and again, one m.orning nearly a week after their leaving .home, 'and when they were well away on their expedition into the great Canadian wilderness. Wedged into a huge pung sleigh, for there was snow on the ground, they were upward of thirty miles north of the town in which Mr. Denton's home Wll5 located, from which they had started bright and early that morning. A pair of po\erful horses had whisked them on at a rapid clip, until the last sign of human habitations had been left behind, and they were fairly upon the outskirts of the wilds for which they were heading It had seemed cold in the early morning, but as the day advanced and the sun rose higher the chill was entirely dispelled from the air, until extra garments became fairly uncomfortable. Irt the body of the pung were stowed the traps and luggage which were to be needed later, yet the load appeared to be nothing for the tireless, steaming horses that were whisking them on their way. Naturally enough the novelty of the scenes through which they were passing brought from the boys re peated expressions of delight, for, while the scenery .of much of Canada can hardly be called grand or magnificent, yet there a weird and desolate beauty about her lonely barrens, a melancholy loveliness about the silent woods, and glades, and numerous lakes and streams, and a stern stateliness to the vast forests when winter has clothe d the landscape with its garb of glis tening white, that are found in but few lands : "You fancy 1t, do you?'1 said Uncle Joe, wl:lo was drivLng the steaming horses. "That doesn't half express it," Jack declareP,. "Noi does this half come up to the wilderness into which we are bound," smiled their host. "This is quite civilized in a way, boys, for there has been lots of Ium ber cut out of the section which we have pc;tssed. Wait till we get above Henley's, and you'll then begin to enter the wilds." "Is Henley's a town?" inquired Lafe. "A town of one log cabin," laughed .Mr. Denton. "Only one?'' "That's all, Lafe. It is, in fact, only a sort of tradi! ing outpost, occupied during the hunting season. It is owned by two brothers named Henley, who do con siderable trading with the Indians from up North, bring down furs to barter." "0h, I see!" "We shall reach there soon after noon, and then our part of the hard work will begin." 1'How is that, sir?'' "No more horses," Iaughe<;l Uncle Joe. ''We thett must become our own porters." "Are you going to leave the team at Henley's?" "Certainly, until we arc;: returning home. I am well acquainted with them, and I always leave my team in their care when going up to "How much farther is the camp?" inquired Jack. ''I. have an interest in two," was the reply. "Thco nearer, to which we shall go first, is upward of sixteen miles above Henley's. If we find no moose tracks after a stop at the camp, :we shall go on to the other; which is ten miles or more above." !" exclaimed laughing. trudge sixteen miles to the lower camp noon?" ;'Can we this after-'We shall not try to do so," smiled Mr. Denton. "We shall make a lean-to about half-way and remain till morningr.i ''What is a lean-to?" "Only a temporary camp. You will see the signifi of the name after you see the camp itself. We'll slap it together in no time, boys, when we get at it." "You will have to give us all of the points," said Jack; "if you, expect any help from us "I I t wtll do so, Jack, though I shall have all the help I require in Musgrave." ''Musgrave r" "Our Indian guide." "G h" t h ee w tz. t en we to have an Indian guide are ?" d Laf we. crte e, wtth eager inquiry. Indian guide Is one of the prime essentials to successful moose hunting, Lafe," laughed Mr. ton. "Th.ere are no moose hunters like these Indians. They can give a white man aces and spade!?." ''I have heard so," said Jack. 4'I sent word up to Musgrave some days ago," added ton; we shall find him waiting for us at ley s. He ts one of the best in the business."

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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 7 "i hope he won't disappoint tls," remarked Lafe, with a momentary apprehension stealing into his eyes. "Di sap p oin t us in what way?" "By not being at Henley's, sir." ."Oh, h e 'll be there all right," la.ughed Mr. Denton, whipping up the horses. "He banks on what I say, does Musgrave, and if I was as sure of striking rpoose as easily as we shall find him, out hunting expedition would be what you boys from the States call a cinch. t'That's assurance enough, Uncle Joe," laughed Jack. ''Musgrave will be there all right." "Ah! and there's the smoke from E:enley's already." "Smoke !11 echoed 'Lafe, gazing. "I don't see any smoke." Mr. Denton laughed and pointed "Y o_nder,'' said he. "Can't you see that fine bluish streak mounting straight up against the deeper blue of the sky? That's smoke, Lafe." So it was, yet only the experienced eye would have noticed it-a fine, shadowy line against the sky, far away over a break in the woods through which they then were speeding. "I should hardly t-hink. it would rise as direct as remarked Jack. 1'It's owing to the dead calm in the forest just now," explai ned Denton. "We've had quite a long spell pf unusu all y soft weather for this section. I see that many of tlre lakes and streams are partly open, and the snow is wasted in places." !1ill that interfere with the moose asked lafe, always with an eye to big game. not in the least. :Besides, we shall get plenty of snow before we return, Lafe, and then the snow I have provided will be in Don't be alarm e d, boys, you'll get all the sport you wish, long before yoU see a kitchen stove again or sleep on a feath e r pillow." "Do we turn here?'' "Yes. Mr. Denton had drawn off to a rough logging road makin g to the northwest through the broken forest._ and afte,r -a half-a-mile a ridge was mounted which gave the boys a view of the valley beyond. In a bit of a clearing still some distance away, like a nest in _'the heart of a vast landscape of deepest could be seen the log cabin of the Henleys, 'o/ith a ftable and some outbuildings at the rear. "That's where we quit the trolley car," laughed Uncle Joe. ''Hang o.n, boys, while I giv.e the pair the ribbons, and we' ll wind up our morning ride at a c anter." The horses appeared to know that they had teach ed the end of their long jaunt, and they needed no urging Down the long declivity they tore on a dead run, the swaying pung at times threatening to upset the boys and leave them behind in th e yielding snow A short three minutes, howe ver, brought a)J hqnds into the clearing at Henley's, willing horses cameS to a sudden halt, like a pudding just from the pot. two middle-aged men were waiting to greet M r : Denton, the cordiality .of' whom their' friendship f q,r him ; while out of the cabin there imme diately appeared a third man-a taU, powerful fellow of f o r t y, clad in a hunter's garb and whose strong angular features and piercing e y es at once proclaim ed him to be an Indian. ''Ah! Jim, how are ya'u? Hello, Bill," was Den tOn'!! greeting as he sprang d own and shook hands with the Henleys. "Ah! and here's Musgrave, too. Tip us yqu r flipper you lank old stag:hound. I'm glad t o see you Musgrave." A grin of surpassing delight broke the stoical co u n tenance of the Indian, as he wrung Denton's extended hand. "Heap glad me, too, Joe," said he familiarly with a wonderfUUy soft voice for a man standing foot three "Much time since---" Since w e parted last season," interrupted D e nton, laughing and clapping the guide on the Well well, we're here for good two weeks t his time, Musgrave, and are, some young friends who are to 'share our camp and our sports. Come here boys, and h a nds with the likeliest guide in the Canad a The invitation did not have to be repeated, the Cranfora boys found as much delight in meeting this simple of the Iorest as he, if one were to judge from his broad smile and hea,rty grip, found in making their acquaintance. Introductions -to the Henleys follo w ed, 1lnd the latter next hasteaed .to unharness the horses and get thqn under cover strangers here, Jim?" ask e d Denton, a s the anim a ls were b e ing led away. "Not justno w1 Joe, r ep lied Henley "A party left for h o me yesterday after f a i r spo rt, the plac.e i s all yours now if you want it. ''Only long enough to thro w a good d inl!er i11to our.------------

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8 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. laughed Denton. "We're bound for my lower camp." \ "Off to-day?" "Within an boor, Jim." ''We'll have you ready all right," nodded Henley; "Sorry you can't hang up here longer, but we'll have you ready." "Good enough. How's the going north, Musgrave? Some soft, isn't "Heap nasty bad in places," grinned Musgrave. "Come down in canoe this time." ''Hoop-la l is that so cried Denton. "So a watercourse open tliraugh the lake, is "Some open. Nuff to come in canoe." "Bully! That'll save us a heap of lugging," "Yes, much better." "Had your chuck?" demanded Denton, ()leaning the other's dinner. ''All filled full, Joe," nodded Musgrave, with a I glance at the laden pung. "Me get traps out while you load boy frien 9s." "That's the stuff, Musgrave," was the hearty re joinder. "We'll be less than a half-hour, and then -we'll make a break for the long pine ridge, and throw up a lean -to till to-morrow Come on, boys. We shall find a steaming dinner awaiting us." Though all responded r.eadily, Lafe displayed an alacrity that bespoke an empty stomach, and it brought a laugh from ali hallds as they trooped into Jhe The boys surveyed the interior with exceeding in terest, its primitive the broad fireplace, the thousand and one novelties it presented ; but the chief feature of interest all was the bountiful dj.n ner already provideq, as Mr. Denton had predicted. "No style, boys, but plenty of grub-that's camp life," he cried, as he signed them seats at the bare deal table. '"' ''And that's the life for me, sir," declan;d Lafe, with eyes and nosti jls 4oing good work just at that mo ment. trNot much nigger, but plenty real goods is what I like. Gee! but this smells good." "It will taste even better, "What the dickens is that, sir?" "Caribou steak, my lad," said Bill Henley, who was dishing up the viands. ''Never ate a caribou steak, eh ?'' 11No, sir, but I'll make'this one look awfully chudcled Lafe, as -he started in on the juicy venison and vegetables, "Y ou'Jl find it all right/' laug h ed Henley; "and there s plel}ty mote that came from." but it's great. I'll bet I'll take on twe nty pounds while I'm up this way.'' ''I hardly see where you can put it, but I sup.: pose you'll tmd a place," laughed "You be( I will." "This is pretty rich fodder, for a fact," added Jacli: approvingly. "I hope, Uncle Joe, that we shall get crack 'at some caribou deer." shall have a crack at everythin g there is going, Jack., make no mistake about that/' replied Mr. DeQ.. ton. ''Wade through layout boys, and we'll be off for the long pine ridge as soon as you are filled. 'uwhere is that,' sir?'' "Nine miles above here, where there's a portage to the next lake, at the of lv hic h my lower is located.'' "We are to stop at long ridge, t4en ?" "Only to-night, Jack. In the rn orni.n g we'll be for tpe camp." ''Did Musgrave say he _had a tanoe with him?" .. Lafe. "That's what, and we're to go to the ridgi it. That will make easy going, boys, and save gipg our traps. We have halfa-mile to carry however, before we reach t-he lower lake. It's lUI.Aft for: us the water way is open.'' Thus, a running train of talk was mai ntained the meal, which was disposed of in quite short after whiclf Denton arranged for the care of the during his absence. Then he led the boys out to the pung from Musgrave had removed most of the luggage, and nearly ready to start for the lake where he had his canoe. The traps were divided at fair proportions for portation, and a portage-strap was provided for of the boys, with instructions bow to use it. This portage-strap is made of long strips of cloth or webbing, with about two feet of broad, leather in the middle. A folded blanket is laid the ground, and the portage-strap is so placed that e?ges cif may Ire properly drawn either portton of the strap, after such as be carried are placed in the center.. Then the IS doubled over theJill, and the ends of the strap brought toget-her that nothing can fall out. A. compact bundle thus is made, leaving the of the strap in the form of a large loop. passed O\'er the head and s"'oulders the loop 100' th h 'I 1 0 e C est, Whlch 'supports most of the .When the bundle is very he avy, however, an

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/ A LL-SPORtS tional band may be passed across the forehead, thus btJnging the weight to bear in tw<:> places. "Spmetimes it is a tump-line, but a pot:tage strap is the best riame for it," explained Uncle Joe, the interested boys stood wa tehing the prepara-tions for their march through the woods. "I can see that it enables one to carry quite a load," -remarked Jack. should say so," laughed Mr. Denton. ''E ight y pounds is an average package, but Musgrave there will lug twice that weight hour after hour'; with out once dropping: it. can imagine he might," smiled Jack, glancing at the wart Indian. "Heap tired some time, jest same," grinned Mus grave, with a curious wagging of his head. The several packs were speedily prepared for trans porta tion, leaving only the empty pung and the .tramp through the forest was begun, Mus grave lead; jng the way and. the others follo_wing in single file. A trudge of half-a-rnile through the damp snow, aDd .OVer g r ound that was e;xceedlngly rough in places, brought the party to the shore of a narrow strip of water making away to the north. In many places along the edges snow-covered ice <:ould be seen, but the gleam .6 water in the middle, and a birch canoe turned upside do';Vn on the shore, were sufficient ; evidence that a watercourse was open for them, t'We are dead lucky in finding it so," said Mr. Den ton, as he 'his pack to the ground. "It's all owin g to the unsea.sonably warm weather we have. tHaw is the upper lake, Musgrave?" 't]est same, Joe,'1 .. said the guide, with habitual terse-ness. uGed but it's great, this going in a said l-ate at Jack Lightfoot's elba,;. "We'll show this guide that we are no lunkheads when it comes to handlin g a paddle, I'm glad, now, that we made our Canoe trip." so am I," nodded Jack. "Want any help, Musgrave?" The guide laughed as Jack spr3:ng forward to as sist hitri in launching the canoe and getting the lug gage aboard. "Me do best lone," he cried, as he raised the frail craft, and, with. a quick twist of his wrists and b
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IO ALLSPORTS LIBRA-RY. "Yes, so it is, Jack," nodded his uncle. "There is a portage here of half-a-mile, by which we reach the upper lake." "Over the ridge?'' ''Over one end of it," said Mr. Denton. "It breaks here, and the country off to the west lies lower. We shall make a lean-to for ta.night under this nearest hill., "As that Southern chap we met, John Macklin, would put it, I'm right cutjous to see what a is like," laughed "You'll not only see, Lafe, but you shall help construct it," smiled Uncle Jack. "Now steady, boys. Musgrave is about to make a landing." The guide's method was simplicity itself. He ran the canoe into the shallow water, into which he stepped and then lifted the others ashore to save them a needless wetting. This done, and the luggage re moved, he grabbed the big canoe by the middle thwirt with both hands, and, with a quick ?f his' brawny wrists, he turned it upside down and laid it gently on the ground ''Every man to his trade," said Uncle Joe, with a laugh. "Now, boys, for the 1ean-to." 11Now we are getting there," cried with lively interest. As a matter of fact, however, the boys did but little toward constructing this temporary camp. Musgrave went at it with a celerify that left them but few tunities, and with a skill that showed him to be a master of woodcraft. With an ax he first cut two poles of about length, 'some twelve feet, each having a fork at the smaller end. "Which way ate you going to face it, Musgrave?" asked Mr. Denton. ''C.an you tell where tb look for the It's still enough now, no mistake." The Indian stood motionless for a moment, then spat on the palm of one hand and turned in various di rections, and finally sniffed a series of short breaths in the same way. "Much still now," he said tersely. come north before morning." "Then x,ou must front her south." ''Me know, Joe.::_ "I'll bet you do," laughed Denton. ''Why these G!bout the wind, Uncle Joe?" inquired "B 1 ecause, m one we are to s eep all out of door.s," replied his unde. "As yo{! P.resently will see, a lean-to is open in front to' admit the heat from our fire. Naturally, we must have the opening faCti! in the opposite from the wind, that rain or snow, if we should have any, Rlay not blow in upoq us." ''Ah I I see." "Gee, but that's simple, isnt it?" grinned LafoJ "Now Musgrave is going at it." The guide had struck his two long poles into the ground some cyelve feet apart, slanting them slightly backward. N ext he cut a third, a little lighter thaJ1 the others, and th .is he secured from fork to foJ:k of the two uprights. "That's to be theframe of the structure," explained Uncle Joe. "Now we must lean numerous poles and fir branches against the horizontal pole, till we a backing made that will keep out wind and weather.'1 "That's plain," nodded Jack. "That is whi it's called a lean-to," said Denton. "A backing of fir bou&bs and birth bark, wjth a top and sides btiilt in like manner, forms a capital shelter, a sort of an open room, in which we can defy ant -R_rdina:ry weather." "I should think it would be too cold to sleep in/' observed Tom. "You'll never know it's eold after we get a rousing fire about ten feet from the opening," laughed Mr. ''We can heat the so hot that yoU would sleep comfortably if the mercury was forty be low." "I get every day, Musgrave," grinned Lafej who was watching the Indian cut and tear, with ex trStordinary rapidity, the huge strips of bark from eraf birch trees. "I wonder how. my head holds all I'm getting into it." "Heap much to kno}V in world," replied the suide. "That's right, old cliap,i' laughed Lafe. "What do we sleep on-the ground?'' iN'o. Clear snow out. Sleep on fir boughs. Heap good bed." "Truer words never spoken, Lafe," put in Uncle Joe. "Vfhen the thickly strewn with the small tops of tqe fir trees or hemlock brouse to the depth of about a foot: you'll haye a bed that a king might envy. It lies soft, and smells sweeter than roses." At!s that so, sir?" "If you are ever hit with consumption, Lafe, come up here and live six in a lean-to and sleep on firs, and it will knock all of consumption out' ot you." "Consumption of food, Uncle Joe, is Lafe's on\1,1

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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. II trouble in that line/' cried Tom Lightfoot, with a wink at Jack. 1'You get out!" growled Lafe. 'What hit your funny-bone? I don't eat any more than the rest of you, when take in my extra size." "Jiminy !" laughed Jack. that basis, Lafe, you should be a giant." "N ever you mind," grinned Lafe. got a good reliable old stomach, and rm proud 'of it." uyoti have a right to be," chuckled Tom. fbere was no sting to any of these remarks, however, and the boys continued to/Watch with interest the construction of the lean-tq. In less than half-an-hour it was built, the ground Within carefully cleared, the fir boughs laid for sleeping, and all the arrangements made for preparing supper. In a short time a roaring fire was blazing in the fore. ground with chunks fresh venison_, brought from Henley's, sizzling on pointed sticks thrust into the ground near-by, making the most savory roast that man ever set his teeth through. It came dark before the meal was prepared and the glow from the blazing logs added to the splendid wild ness of the scene,. shedding\ a ruddy light in a great circle over the snowclad earth, and lending wc!ird and solemn grandeur to the stately pines which stood like tall mute sentine ls about this simple camp. Once, after supper was ended and the two men had light ed their pipes, the melancholy, far-away howling of-som e animal was heard, and Jack turned quickly to the Indian. "v Vhat was that, Musgrave?" he asked, with a sportsman's eager interest. "Him wolf," said the gujde. ''AU lone by sound. 'rAre there many wolves about here?" 'the Indian made a curious reply. "Some time few, some time more, some time riot so Jnany," said he. "Heap more up North some." ''Got it all, :Jack?)' laughed Mr. Denton, through a of smoke. "I guess I tumble to his meaning," smiled Jack. Where are the moose?" inquired Lafe; who was stret<;hed in luxuriou s ease on the fir boughs 'my t-he way, Musgrave, have seen any moose tracks ?'' added Mr. Denton. seen -any this way Joe. Seen some near upper camp." "H ow are we to go at the critters?'' demanded lafe. "I've heard that they are right shy of hunters. '*Give us a few points about !J100se hunting, Uncle I Joe, wilJ. you?'' said Jack, drawing nearer. "They may come in handy for us a little later. "Why, sure!" exclaimed their host. "I'll tell you some facts, and if I make mistake!; Musgrave can correct me.'' "Me no tell you much 'bout moose, Joe," grinned the guide. "You old hand at "Cut loose, Uncle Joe," laughed Jack. ''W. e are all ears.'' "Well, boys, there are three chief methods of hunt ing the moose," began Mr. Denton. are fepned still hunting, hunting : and moose calling. There is still another mode of slaying moose, which is not so sportsman-like, and that is by tracking them down in the deep snow through which they can't escaJ?e, run ning them to a s ta n
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plaintive low of the cow moose and the ha.rsh,.responsive bellow of the bull." "We'll expect to have him do this for us, even if we can't do an'/ hunting by this method," said J aclc, with a glance at the Indian. Musgrave responded only with an affirmative nod, too wrapt in his pipe to reply verbally. "Oh, he will show you'how it is done, Jack, and explain the whole business to you uAnd very possibly he will succeed in calling tlp a big bpll moose all b:r. accident," grinned Lafe; rising to his elbow. ''In that case, Mr. Dent:tm, I'll be ready to plunk a couple of ounces of lead between his eyes.'' The Canadian laughed quietly and shook his head. "You do not know the habits of the moose, Lafe/' said he. "There is no probability of what you suggest, If Musgr;ure should call up a bull moose at this time, it would be the first case on record." "Ugh I" grunted the Indian suddenly. "What's the matter With you, Musgrave?" "You are wrong, Joe." HWhat's that? Do you mean, Mqsgrave, that you have ever summoned a bull moose by calling at this time of time, Joe, not often," replied the Indian, '(All chance. Mebbe bull moose lose mate, Joe, then mebbe he answer call to see what it all Only happen when bull moose lone. Me done so once. Never more." ; "Ah! I see what he means," laughed Uncle at _.:; first a little chagrined at being caught in an error. "Tell us," suggested Jack. <"Well, it be that a cow moose .. havin&' a mate, had been killed tv hunters, leaving the bull moose alone in the world, so to speak. In that case, hearing a call even at this time of year might lead the bull to respond to it." 1I see," nodded Jack. "It would be. chiefly the impulse of curiosity, how ever, aroused by a feeling of loneliness and a desire to find another mate," added Mr. with a 'shake of his head. "T.he bull moose, pays, is a fellow of many fancies,
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AUL-SPORTS LIBRARY. well, I'm perfectly willing," declared Mr. Denton heartily. "Only take care that you don't get lost." "We'll look out for that, sir." ''Mebbe find caribou at big barren," Musgrave tersely remarked, looking up from his work. "Have you seen signs of any, Musgrave?" "No great, Joe. Not like to find SOIT\e, yet might be at big barren." Uncle Joe now turned to the three boys, who had hurried into the cabin and brought out their riftes: Leading them out to one 'side of the camp, he pointed off toward the west \ through the fores t, saying fn a way to impress the boJ$ : ''The barren Musgrave refers to lies nearly a mile away in that direction. Now remember what I tell you, Jack, and l>e careful." "Trust us for that, Uncle Joe." "As the name o!mplies, the i's a great piece of open waste land in the the t'rue cau se and formation of which is not known ;" "That's odd." "Sometimes they are marshy and so soft as to be impassable, particularly in this kind o: weather, and if you were tq get caught in a beg you might be able to get out'' "We'll guard .against that, sir." "The barren mentioned by Musgrave however is mostly composed of quite solid peat, with a good deal of rough and tussocky ground, or I should not be will1ng to trust you there alone. If you. ruri foul of any soft places, keep well away from them, that's alL" "We will avoid Uncle)ae, I promise you.'t one more thing," said the latter,. drawing from his pocket what Jack at first thought was a small watch. "Do y611 understand how to travel by means of a compass ?" ''Yes_ indeed," laughed Jack. have done cnis: ing, enough for that." "Very good," nodded Denton. (tHere i!' a pockeb compass for you, with which there should be no dan ger of your getting lost. 'You must go cue west herP. tt reach the barren--" "And return _due-' east to ,reach the lake," in Jack rP.adily. "Once we sig9t that, Uncle Joe, we can easily find the camp:" "Right you are, then, for seem to know," Mr. Denton, handing Jack the compass. Now be off with you, and make sure you show up here again before dark, or there 'll be trouble in camp." we'll do that, never cried Jack. "Come on, boys!" No sooner were they out of the camp, however, than Jack halted and had a look at the pocket compass "I'm going to be sure of our coufse, boys, both going and coming," said he. "This is too wild a country for one to take very long chances of getting lost." "I should say so," assented Tom. "Due west, Jack, that's what he said," cried Lafe impatiently, ''That's yonder, and any blooming jay could head east when bound for home." "Yet we might wander to the north, Lafe, and pass both the camp and lake when returning, argued Jack. "I'm. bound to be discreet, at least, or we might' never see Cranford again." "Gee wouldn't they mis5 us 1"' "Now come on. I've got it down fine." ''You think this direction will take us straight to the barren, eh ?'' grinned Lafe, as they plunged into the woods. 'Til wager is does, if I am rightly informed. A curious place,, one of these barrens, according to Uncle Joe's tell.'.' "I can add a little to .what he told you," remarked Tom, in his quiet fashion. "I'll bet you can, old bookworm," laughed Lafe. 'What do you know about them?" uTh_ey are found in many places, and some of coriT siderable extent, in Newfoundland and Nova Scotia," said Tom. "Their origin has been the subject of much discussion. Some scientists claim that they originally were lctkes, from which the water has either dried away or been dispersed by other natural causes." .. ''That would explain the boggy character of some of them," put in Jack. nodded Tom. in support of th1s theory the surrounding country has the same appearance and contour as that seen about a lake the sloping land, and the numerous indentations in' the shore. In addition, are often found in these bar.. rens some elevated sections, sometimes covered with frees and bushes, exactly as if the barren once had been a lake with an island in it. It strikes me that this is pretty nearly the explanation of them: "Itcertainly appears reasonable," assented Jack. "The caribou frequently seek these barrens in search of lichen and mosses, on which they feed," added Tom. "That's probably why Musgrave said we might dis cover some in the locality suggested." The last had barely said when they heard an

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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. I5 exclamation from Lafe, who had impatiently forged some distance ahead, and now they saw him rush off to the right some twenty yards and stoop to examine something on the ground. "'Jimin y crickets I I'll bet these are moose tracks," he tried, as Jack and Tom rushed to see what he had iound. The latter quickly shook his head, however. "They are too small for moose tracks, Lafe," said he. they must be deer tracks." may be/' admitted 1om. "They do look, for a 1act, as if a herd of deer had traveled this way.1 'The toe of the hoofs all point nearly in the direc tion we were going,'' cried Lafe excitedly ''Let's fol_.. low Sftem, Jack. We might run them down." M3ut we might follow them to Hudson's Bay with out o:vertaking them, Lafe," Jack dryly rejoined "I think we had better keep headed for the barren, just as Musgrave advised, than take chancesby following these 1'Never venture, Jack, never have," growled Lafe, a bit di sappoin ted. '.'I'm not kic'king, however, though these tracks look mighty fresh to me, and we might nail a deer by trying it." f'We may get one at the barren," argued Jack, shaking his head. "You know how Uncle Joe would feel, if we failed to show up after dark.". \ "That's right, Lafe," added Tom approvingly. "'Be it strikes me that the barren may be a large one, and that these deer possibly were heading for some part of it: In that case we may find them there and light them, if careful, before they are alarmed." "Eurek a!' there's something m that, Tom/' cried Jack. "Follow me, boys, and we will resume our course. We know, at least, that it will take us to the barren." Almost anything suited Lafe, providing it offered "ething exciting ahead, even if only visionary, and he now yielded gracefully when Jack started off at a brisk dog-trot on the course from which they had !,riefly turned. If Musgrave. ad been with them., however, he could have told theQ;r more about these tracks uport which the by chartcehad stumbled. He would have told 'them that a herd of caribou, numbering at least a dozen, and including three bucks, had come down from tke northeast ana were heading fot the upper part of the gteat barren, probably a frequent bent upon seeking food the mosses and lichen;which might / be exposed by the melting of the snow during the re cent soft weather. This woodcraft is acquired only by experience, however, though chance alone not unfrequently favors the novice. A brisk trot of ten minutes under the towering J}ines and through scattered nr-trees brought Jack and his companions to the base of a long, gentle rise of land, even more thickly wooded than that already traversed, a{ld here Jack briefly halted. must covered a mile from the camp, and Uncle Joe said that was about the distance to the bar reQ," saidhe. "That's Vihat he said, Jack." "Then it must lie beyond this long hill," argued Jack. ''In that case, is any game to be found there, we had better ca\ltiously." "That's the stuff," nodded Lafe. "So we'll slow up till we reach the summit, when we may get the lay of the land." "A good said Tom. "You leaCI the way." ''Gee whiz I but it wou1d' be a corker on Uncle Joe if we could kill one caribou," chuckled Lafe. "He said he reckoned we wouldn't bring in anything "Hold your tongue now, Lafe, if you can," muttered Jack. "There may be something doing. Who knows?" From this point not a word was spoken. Quietly picking his course over the damp snow and around the thicker growth of fir-trees, Jack led the way up the long acclivity until a break just ahead told him that he was nearing the summit. Then crouching lower with rifles trailing, the boys crept forward until they could part the branches and gaze jnt6 the valley just below. The barren lay before them, there could be no doubt of that. Stretching far away to the south was the vast track of nearly level waste land, broken only b-y a solitary elevation just opposite the one of the probable ancient islands
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1 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. whispered, with eyes almost as big as saucers. "Jiminy crickets! howling mackerels! the whole herd I" CHAPTER VI. A CLOSE CALL. Although Jack Lightfoot quickly checked him, there w.as a good reason for Lafe's tremendous citement. Near the upper edge of the bl;ll'ren, and away across on the opposite side, was of clribou the tracks of which the boys had previously discovered in the woods. Three fine bucks were of the number, and all were nearly under the distflnt rise of the some. at f.eeq ing and others pawi11g away the damp snow from the moss-covered ground. Jack Lightfoot was cool in an instant, a?d he at once began measuring the possibilities o ge. tting a reliable shot af!'lthem. "Don't use your rifle, Lafe "' he sharply hmttered, h for Lafe seemed utterly unable to :restst t e temptation. "It's too far away to make sure. We lriul!t get nearer to them." "You can't do it," gasped Lafe. ''We must do it," insis-ted Jack. "If we fire from here we shaH only waste our powder and start them away." "But we can't steal nearer over this barren," whis pered Lafe, shaking as if with the ague. "We should be seen we coUld cover twenty feet. Gee I sb.all go off my perch if we don't do something mighty quick." "Keep .cool, Lafe," Tom now protested. ''Jack is right. We couldn't drop one from here, save by the greatest of ''Qf course we couldn't." ''Can't we makt; a circuit through the woods, Jack, and reach the upper side of the barren. We could kill one from that distance." "Impossible, Tom," said Jack decidedly, ":Oon'( see ijow we "How's that?" "The wind now is in our favor, blowing directly from them to us." "Gee, that's so!'' "If we should try getting above them we should reverse things and they'd scent us, and be off be fore we could get within range:" "I fear that's true, Jack." "Jiminy--" ''D y up Lafe" whispered Jack suddenly. ''I see a r h' way, the only way by which we can get m range. Do you see that wooded patch out l:tl the bar "What of it?" "If we can reach that undetected we can do the job," explained Jack. "It lies less than two hun dred yards this side of them." "But we can't venture into the barren.'' growled Lafe. ''We mustn't show in the open.'' ; "We must cross to..those woods without being seen," Jack hurriedly answered. "We must make a circuit to a point which will bring those woods between us and the herd. By keeping constantly in the shelter of them we may get .near enough for a shot." ''Eureka! that's so." "Foiiow me,'' said Jack. '1We'll make a detour through until we reach a point from which we, can get to that island, or-what' looks like one. Follow me quietly." In takiag the back track for a short distancet Jack moved farther souththrough the woods, and then headed again for the J.>.arren: Upon reaching the edge of the' forest this time, he found that'the detour they had made might serve their purpose. The wooded elevation in the middle of the upper part of the barren was directly between them and the distant herd of deer:. "Jimib;y !'' muttered Lafe impatiently. "We can't see them from here." "It's a poor r]Jle that won't work both ways, Lafe,' said Tom. "Neither can they us, which is the chief thing." "But they may have skipped--" "We'll soon know, Lafe," Jack Lightfoot softly interrupted. "We must get out to that wooded patch without\ delay, keeping it between us and the place where we saw. the herd. Move quietly, too, that no nois: e shall betray us." "Y.ou lead the way, Jack:'" ''CopJe on, then." Now proceeding very cautiously, Jack picked -his way down the s.,.crubby incline leading to the edge of th,e barren, closely f.ol, lowed by his companions. Here not a word was spoken, and. with gingerly tread, Jack at once led the way across the level waste of rough land toward the clump of then sev eral hundred yards distant. Keeping it constantly between them and the place where they had seen the herd of deer, at the end of

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18 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. \ "No, I can't clear my legs," cried Tom, vainly try ing to extricate himself. "Can't you move them?" Not an inch I The suction is too bfeat." "Try again-try again I" yelled Lafe, with a wild terror leaping up ln his eyes. "I am trying, Lafe," cried Tom, who now appeared perfectly cool despite his terribly desperate situation. uThe more I try, boys the worse off I become. I am sinking deeper by slow degrees." "Keep perfectly still, then Jack, with a sudden startling ring in his clear voice: ''Don't try to move, Tom! Leave us to haul you out." Lafe already was coming of his coat and belt, to be used in lieu of a rope; but Jack turned sharply and cried: "Those wont answer Lafe I They have neither length nor strength enough." 1But we've got to do something," howled Lafe wildly. "Thunderation I he'll sink out of in five minutes." 'Jack Lightfoot was {ully as much alarmed by Tom's a)Vful peril as was Lafe, Jack had learned to keep his head at any such moment, and to seek the most rational means of rescue He glanced once more at Tom and saw that the ooze and bog had risen nearly as high as his belt. "Listen to me, Tom, and keep cool," he cried. ''I'm perfectly cool, Jack," was the perfectly composed answer. "I know .I'm in a tight place, but my head .is as clear as a bell." "Do what I tell you," commanded Jack. "Bend your body till it rests on the bog and offers some support against the suction from below. Spread out your arms, also, for greater resistance." Tom Lightfoot instantly saw ideaand obeyed him, stretching forward until his breast, face, and extended arms were flat on the oozy bog. "Now hold that position, Tom until we refurn," Jack. ''We'll be gone only a minute or two." "Where to, Jack?" groaned Lafe, not wishing to leave the spot. ''Come with me," Jack sharply cq_mmanded, darting back to the rise of wopded ground. "Out with your knife, Lafe I Out with your hunting-knife." Jack drew his o .wn while he ran, and his keen eyes quickly selected the one object which he hoped might serve his purpose. It was one of a number of taU, slender birch-trees which were near the edge of the rise land: it was all of fifteen feet tall, and Jack darteq quickly to the trunk and began it down. "Get 'On the other side, Lafe," he cried. ''Hack away o,n the other side I Seconds may be of value:" Lafe Lampton now saw his design, and, with a mingled grunt and gasp, he fiercely attacked the tree on the side opposite Jack. Two hunting-knives never worked quicker. nor birch chips flew faster. At the end of a minute the tall tree began to sway: "Grab her, Lafe;!!-cried Jack, still hacking for dear life. "Grab her and bend her down." Lafe seized the slender trunk, and in an instant the silvery branches were prone upon the ground. Jack gave a last violent hack, and the trurlk parted. "This way, Lafe !'1 he shouted. ''This way with her:" Together they caught up the light tree and ran down toward the bog. Tom had sunk but a little farther into the mire, owing to Jack's wise advice, and he glanced up when he heard them coming. They approached as near as possi .ble without leav ing the solid ground, and Jack then extended the trunk of the birch in Tom's direction. ''1It's plenty lpng, Tom," he cried, as he signed Lafe tq take hold with him of the stronger branches. 'Tve got it; Jack," said -X om, with marveloU$ cool ness. "Grab it fast! Get a good grip, Tom, then leave us to do the work. The more you struggle, Tom, the worse you'll make it.,., ''I'll be quiet." "Yes.'' "Now, Lafe, steady!" cautioned Jack. "A long, even pulf for 1all you're worth. Haul away W Lafe set his beels into the ground and sagged back. The muscles of men in a championship tug-of-war contest never stood out with greater strain and ten sian tha n those of Jack and Lafe. Suddenly they felt the tree give a little, and then a shout came fr-om Tom. "I'm slipping, boys," he cried exultantly. "Keep at it-I'm to give! Whoop! there I come!" He left the mire with a tremendous sucking noise, and abruptly, a:fter once starting, that Lafe lost his footing and went backward heels over head. "Got him? Have Y
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' ALL-SPORTS LI BRARY r.aure tve've got him," cried Jack, as he drew Tom to a point from w hic h he could' regain the solid ground. "Quick wo rk and a cool often do won ders-eh, Tom, old chap?'' .PYou bet Jack," Tom warmly rejoined, hastening to shake them both by the hand. both did bully, and some day I may have a chance to do as much fbr JO!"'Bosh !" c ried Lafe1 with a curiously choked laugh. "(;eel but I'm glad you're out of it, Tom. Howling mackerels! but ain't yo,u a picture? You look as if ,ou'd been in a ho gshead of molasses. I'd like to embrace you, old boy, but I guess I won t : This le vity was the mean!f adopted by Lafe for biding the emotionS' born of his relief, and it brought laugh from all. In thei r alarm they had forgotten all about the slain deer, but now that the danger was .,,.lrflrtPrt lMteir minds quickly returned to them. rwe tan't cross the barren in this.. direction," said decidedly. "Y..le r.eturn by the way we came, (tlake our way around the waste to the upper "l'hat woo't take long," cried Tom. "Wait till J my rifle and wash some of this slimefrom my t h en I'U be with you." Luckily T om's w eapon had fallen where it easily be rec overed w i t h a branch of the birch, after iWhich he took some snow and c]eansed his as well as possible. 11Now w e 'll be off, Jack, said he. "Gracious! I hardly realize the news we have to take to Uncle cried Lafe derisively "Can't we lug back sleer ?" ''Try. it and s ee," laughed Jack. ... I guess we shall to call on Musgrave to l1elp us." talk w as carried on while they returned across barren an d bore around the edge of it until reached the point near which the dead caribou lying. fine bucks and one doe!" exclaimed Jack, as amined them one after the other. crickets f I can hardly realize it, as Tom declared Lafe. "I'll bet Uncle Joe's eyes out a foot." drew out his watch and glanced at it. still are two hours before dark," sai<;l he. should give us time to return to camp for help, to Jug the game there before supper." good idea," said Jack. "Let's be off at once." return to camp occupied less than a quarter. hour, and the amazement of Mr. Denton upon hearing of their good fortune was all that the boys had antici pated. The entire party at once ret. urned to the barren, two trips being necessary; but before dark the last of the slain caribou had been brought into camp, and three more wearied and hungry hunters sat down to a sweeter meal than that which was presently pre pared. Uncle Joe laughed, and laughed, and laughed over the unexpected success of the boys' first hunting trip, yet repeated far more than once : "I might lu\ve known it! Thunderation, I might have kn9Wn it! It sticks oqt all over you three Cran ford chapi !" CHAPTER VII THE MOOSE CALL. Much to the surprise o f Uncle Joe, who co uld not account fo r such a pro longed spell of "soft weather," the following day dawned clear and m od erate again, with hardly a breath of wind t o c hill the air. '' I t beats me, Musgrave," he de ciared, while all hands were lounging about the camp s o o n after break. fast "Heap w arm, Joe.._no mistake." "I never ran the like o f i t. If I didn't know better I should think spring was opening on us." The stalwart Indian smiled faintly and shook his head. spring yet Joe," said he, i n his simple fash ion. ''Pay good for this bime-by. ''I shouldn t wonder if we did, Musgrave." "Heap much snow come fore l ong. Me smell him some soon." t "Does he mean, Uncle Joe, that he will smell the snow corning?" asked Tom Lightfoot, who never was tired of studying" this native son of the forest. ''That's what he means, nodded Mr. Denton, laugh ing "He can scent the change in the air for a day or more before the snow begins to fly Wonderful, isn't it?'' "I don"t know,. Musgrave, but we had better make a break for the upper camp while the watercourse is open, said Mr. Denton, after a few minutes. "It will make easier going, and the outlook moose is bet ter than here, isn't it ?'2.. "'Mebbe better," said the guide. "Mebbe fit{d tracks here. No find tracks here, Joe, best go up hove." J : I say, Musgrave," cried Jack Lightfoot, starting 'Up from a log on which he had been seated, engaged in cleaning and his Winchester. "You were going to show us how you make the moose call. Why isn't this a time for you to do so?"

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20 ALL,SPORTS LIBRARY. 14Yes, go ahead and show them, Musgrave," put in Uncle JO<:. "You might as well them all of the points in the O'ame." "Much glad;Joe/' the guide quickly nodded. '1Me get bark. .. Jack ran to leave his rifle in the cabin, then hastened after Tom and Lafe, who were following the Indian. The latter strQdet intQ the woods until he found a. desirable b.lrch-tree from which he cut a strip of bark about two feet long; which he deftly modeled and twisted into the "form of a horn. ttW.hen is the best time for calling moose, Mus grave r asked Jack, as the Indian next led the boys toward the brow of the wooded hill overlooking the "Morning evening good," he replied. J es.t fore sunrise, Jest after sunset." ''Early morning, o'r early evening, eh ?" "Moonlight much good, too," added nod ding with a smile 'that iflvited further questions. "Must be still time, no air moving, no much wind." "Why is a calm so netessary, Musgrave?" "Bull moose wa.ry, heap much wary," grinned the Indian, with a significant wag of his head. ''Fore he come up to call, he circle down wind to get scent of animal calling. Scent man heap quick if rio wind moving." "I see," laughed Jack, rather amused by Musgrave's eJ;lorts to make himself clear. "That is why a calm is so necessary." "Moonlight most best some time. Bull moose no come to call in middle of dzy. Me call all night much many time. so to get moose just daylight." ''In other words/' laughed Jack, "I suppose you were making a night of it. Do you keep well hidden while calling?" whe.n hear moose beUow," grinned the Indian. I(Then know him ltear and answer call. Bull moose some ..time far off. l::.irst me get up tree to call, so call go more great way off." "You mean that you first climb a trl!e nodded Jaclc "'' '1 to thqt the sound of the call will carfy farther." "That right," assented Musgrave cheerfully. "Some night me stay in bea? long time. Two, three, four hour; mebbe more long. Mebbe then hear bull moose bellow far aff." I take it, you come down aut. of the tree on the run," smiled Jack. The:'lndian chuCkled in his guttural fashion. ''Heap quiek come down/' said he, with eyes glisten ing at the mere thought. ('I{ide in sc rub, rpebbe hi tall grass. No be seen or bull run." "You merely lie low, Musgrave, ready to shoot, eh 7 "Some time call more, when moose no <:orne quick replied Musgtave. "Mebbe bull stop far off, only look, no come near. Then call more." "Y Ott keep calling till you get him in range, I sup pose." ''That right." 'tDo they ever come on the run, Musgrave ?n ''Ugh I Some time bull come heal> said with an ajr and. emphasis that left no room for doubt as to hts, meamng. charges on you almost before you expect him, eh ?H laughed Jack. ''-Me know him come," grinned the guide. ''Heap crash, bellow, roar, tear limbs and bang-homa for fight-ugh! much best better shoot bull heap quk.k. No time waste." "Gee I but that must be a warm moment," Lafe, with a tnental picture suggested by the In odd description of the. crash of a bull moose through the forest. "I reckon I'd want my old popgun all ready." ''I'll bet you would," muttered Tom. "Now let's hear you ,make the Musgrave.', said Jack. "We are much obliged for all you have told us." The Indian nodded, then placed the birch-bark horn to his lips and made the famous moose call. The curiously soft, long-drawn, plaintive note rose with peculiar on the calm tnoruing air. One coul
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UBRARY. 2I "Jiminy! is that so r ''He l(new, however, that if yo)l attempted to make ;Lafe, that that one remote chance would be utely destroyed. The sound that you would tpake d frighten a moose, rather than attract him." e, I never thought of that," laughed Laf<; easily appeased. "That right, Joe;'! nodded Musgrave indifferently. "Now you boys must remain here," said Mr Denton mtite abruptly. "I have decided to go. out with Musgrave and spend a couple of hoursseekmg moose bks. ;I'wo at that are better than five, so 1ou will have to remain about the camp until we return." "We will do so, Uncle Joe," assented Jack readily. "In case we can find we will strike far the UVptr pmp this afternooti'1 "Good enough. sir." ''We shall return by noon," added Mr. Denton, while he was making hi& preparations. "Mea.nti,me, you boys may amuse yourselves in campt or go down the lake and try to shoot a beaver. I think Mus pve will allow yo1,1 to use his also, if you tlish." "That all right, Joe," nodded the guide. "Paddle pnoe on shore." go ahead, Uncle Joe/' cried Jack heartily. find some pastime let us alone for that, and have dinner ready for you when you show t,tp." "Bully for yett,.:' the Canadian approvingly. A few minutes both he and Musgrave, with :rifles under their arms, left the camp and van throu gh the woods to the north. "Well, what do you say, boys?" cried Jack, after a ")1114"..,,.,,," ''Shall we try for a beaver, as Uncle Joe :IIIIJrO"P<' tPn ?" -game," declared Lafe. ftMe said Tom. "That settles it. We'll get our rifles andwalk down shore." ''\\'hy not take the canoe?'' "We'll return and get it, Lafe, if we sight nothing replied Jack. "There still is some ice around tdge of the lake, and, case we should see any we might not find it so to make a canoe "That's right too "' ,So we first will go afoot." the w<13,'' added Tom, .. Ltttle dreamtng of the tremendous awatt them, for the most unexpected once in awhile oc as exception to prove the ru1e, the bqys now to get their Winchesters and set out around shore of the Before they were fifty yards from the camp, how Laf e Lampton suddenly halted, with eyes half !rom his head. "Thun d e ration !" he gasped excitedly. "What is J out in the lake? Is it a. floating dead branch?" ack and Torn halted arid gazed. :Jwo hur,dred yards away, nearly i" the middle of the upper lake, was a long, dark object, resembling a stump, with huge dead branches from it Jack Lightfo:O't starte4 as electrified. ''Dead branch-r--na!" he cried, under his breath. f'Can't you see that it's moving? It's the head of a swimming moose, arid' those branches are his antlers. The Indian's cail has been answered." Jack was right. As the phenomenal occurs, so Musgrave's call, wonderful to relate, had lured from Jhe forest' some solitary bull moose, probably moved with curios ity to know the me
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22 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. The muscles of his neck were standing out like cords of steel. Those of his arms and shoulders w&e like bunches of knotted whipcord, yet they were playing with all the suppleness of vigorous youth. He was fairly lifting the light canoe over the water with every sweep of the paddle. CHAPTER VIII. BIG GAME. The moose was a good three hundred yards from the camp when the started, and nearly as far from the east shore of the lake, toward which he had turned to swim the moment he saw them. .... With his body submerged, with only his long, dark head and huge horns in view, was cutting a tre mendous clip through the water, and probably making for that point in the forest from whtch he had emerged. Jack had headed the canoe for the same point, bent upon reaching it before the animal and driving him into the lake, or else getting within such easy range, if the moose left the water, that the killing of him would be assured. "We're gaining, Jack, we're gaining on him/' cried Lafe, after a moment. "ltadn't I better "No no I" .... "I'll bet I can plug him through the "Don't try it-not yet!" cried Jack sharply: "The canoe is unsteady. Your aim would not be sure. Wait till I say, or till--" "Keep her flying," Interrupted Lafe, so thrilled with excitement that he hardly heard a word. that Jack said. "We're gaining-we'll head him off! Keep her flying, old man! In half-a minute we'll be between him and the shore.;, Jack already knew that this was true, 'and he was redoubling his efforts. The canoe was leaping torward like a race-horse in the last furlong of a neck-and-neck {inisb. The moose was fifty yards from the west shore. In another moment the canoe between him and the bank. Lafe clapped his rifle to his shoulder. "Hold on!" yelled Jack warningly. "Wait till I head her up. You'll be steadier." Lafe dropped the weapon a trifle and waited. The delay was barely a second, for Jack shot the canoe around with a skill tqat would have won Mus grave's admiration even, and brought her to a quick stbp. 1'He' s off!" shouted Lafe. "He's turning' I" The moose, seeing his flight cttt off, had swung sh arply in the water and was making for the east shore. 1'Let him have it," roared Jack, still hangirtg to the paddle in event of troqble. Lafe clapped the rifle to his and fired. Bang! The bullet splashed the water one inch from the moose's ear, and the report of the weapon was fo1-, lowed by a bellow that woke ten thqusand echoes from the neighboring shores. "Try again!" sh<;>Uted Jack. "Keep cool Keep d your nerves stea ''You keep the mfernal canoe steady, snarled as he expelled the empty shell. "She joggled just as I fired. Tfi.at's what made me miss." "I now have got her-Bang! Jack's answer was drowned by the second report. Now the bullet glanced from the base of the moose's antlers, and went ricochetting over the surface of the lake. The response this time was something more than a bellow It was the succession of sounds the like of which could have been made only by a calliope, or by a cage of infuriated lions, tigep, and jackals, all i!l a bloody fight. ''Reach me my rifle!" yelled Jack, a bit disgusted. "You dry up and keep the canoe still," snapped Laft. ''Can't you, hit--" "Thunderation! He's going to tum and fight," shrieked Lafe. The moose, less ;han thirty yards away, had come about as if on a p1vot, .and was making straight for the canoe. With almost human sagacity, he appeared to know what he was up against, and that his only hope was in fight, not flight. He had sank lower in the water, showing only his long, dark nose, a pair of blazing eyes, and that hu,ge spread o! antlers. "Fire!" yelled Jack. "Aim petween his eyes!" Lafe clapped the weapon to his shoulder again and fired. Bang! As if the raising of the weapon had impressed him hke sollle .form of a challenge, the infuriated moose had given his head a violent, defiant shake just as Lafe fired. It caused Lafe to tniss him again, or nearly so, for the bullet only tore a hole through the animal's ear. Then that bellow was repeated. For the first time in his life Lafe Lampton felt a thritl of genuine fear. The moose w.as scarce fifteen yards away, snorting and bellowing like a .crazy creature and plowing through the water like a turbine "Look out for him, Jack shrieked Lafe as he agaip expelled the empty shelJ. Jack Lightfoot saw the danger they were in, that t n another' ten seconds the moose unless he was killed, would cut down the canoe his antlers as if it was a mere feather. Jack .saw. t hat Lafe might not be sure to kill, even tf he htt htm at this close range, and he dared not tak e the chance. With swift forward move he dipped his paddle deep, whtrled the bow of the canoe to one side, then

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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. "Come snow soon said he tersely ''Mebbe to nig h t. Most like not till morrow. "I hope now it will hold off till we reach the upper camp, growled Mr. Denton. "Do we go soon, Uncle Joe P" asked Jack. "Early t o-morrow, Jack," replied his uncle. "l have decided we can do more up there, and I. wish make the traverse before the water closes. We shall start b right and early to-morrow morning." In the latter respect fortune again favored the hunt ing party. The following day broke doudy, with a dull, gray sky loweripg over lake and..forest, and to the vast wilderness a sort of threatening solemnity; but no was falling, though a raw chill in the air indicat,ed that the storm was not very "Heap snow soon," Musgra,ve tersely announced, while a quick breakfast was being prepared. "Much big storm fore long." "Let her come," cried Uncle Joe indifferently, with a ':ink. at the boys. ''Once we reach the upper cam.P,_ which 1s much the better of the can defy t.he worst of weather." The departure was made imme4iately after break .. fast. With the luggage again divided, a portage was made to the upper lake, and th, canoe trip hurriedly begun. The brawny Indian maintained a fast clip up the lake covering miles with hardly a break in. his clock-like manipulation of the paddle, and the up ca111p was reached before the first flake of snow appeared. J)s Unci
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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. Wot much, as quickly as this," laughed Uncle Joe ''More likely he has discovered some tracks and il to warn us to be quiet." fGee, I hope so !" exclaimed Lafe, with his ,,..,,,-.. vv light ing. Uncle J oe's prediction proved to be the correct one. 'Cpon joining the the Indian proceeded to exflhin, more than he ordinarily played, that he had fqund stgns of moose nearly a mtle to the lorth. ''lHoose be two-mebbe mDre," he declared, in his lfoken fashion, w:ith eyes glistening as the boys never yet had seen them. "Two of them!'' exclaimed Denton, hardly able to (!:edit the statement. "Find tracks in two places," said Musgrave. iluch ifiig. Peel bark high on tree." ''Were the tracks near together? asked Denton. "Quite some apart," replied Musgtave. "Two sure." "He is sure that there are two of them," said Mr. Denton, now turniqg to the boys-. "Gee. iet's get a move on!" cried Lafe, with irrepressible impatience. Uncle Joe readily assented. fThe sooner the better," said he. "Lead off, Mus1fave, and we will follow. We be well down the wind from them, if they are where you say, and there's a fair thance .of our killing one of them." "1Iuch good cha nce, Joe," cried Musgrave, as he led the way through the forest. "How does he know that one of them is a very large -ncle Joe?" inquired Jack. fHe found a tree on which the bark has recently been 8nd torn from the trunk," explained his uncle, reached so high on the trunk that they inan unusually tall moose." ''Ah! I see," smiled Jack, with a glance at the guide. Musgr ave was hurrying on some twenty feet in ad Bvant:e of the others, and, for half-an-hour a quick, yet advance was made througp the forest. Then the Indian turned back and W4fned them to without speaking. "Much still," he grunted. make noise." &'hen began an exhibition of woodcraft which caused to wonder, as they witnessed this Indian's sure of an unseen animal, his quick study of the hts examination of a nipped branch, or his light glance at some half-obliterated impression in the After tramping on for some distance in this fashion, again; and Denton softly asked : do you say, M11;sr,-ave?" no sure," whispered the guide. ''Orie still more me sure of that. Lost other. One fresh sign; not so new. Mebbe we find him this way." Denton merely nodded, and again the Indian 1ed the Cranford boys there was an atmosphere of and uncertainty about all this that was inexciting. Th(! surroundi.fig country appeared covered with an unbroken forest, yet a little later Musgrave again halted and laid his finger on his lips. Mr. Denton signed for the-boys to draw nearer, and Jack' now saw that they had reached a clear portion of the woods, witl;l a slight decline in the land, which ap peared rough and rocky under its covering of snow. Half-a-mile a\_Vay beyond this valley could be seen the thicker growth of woods again, with several tJills and the elevated pines looming up like giants against the gray sky. "What's the tr. ouble now, Musgrave?" Denton softly asked, as the Indian drew cl
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26 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. fact; and, while the others hurried quickly away to the left, Jack and Lafe bore off .to the right, again diving into the forest and following the signs already pointed out te them. "Gee!" whispered Lafe, as they started. "I'd just like to drop a moose before Musgrave discovers one. Wouldn't that be nuts?" "I Q.elieve your story," laughed Jack. ''We'll do it if one snows up, I'll wager." "Possibly we shall locate one if we are cautious," Jack quietly rejoined. "We'll give it a good, hard try, at all events." Then they took up the trail in silence. For half-an-hour not a word was spoken. This way and that, up-hill and down, over rough ground and level, the two boys made their way through the constantly working in a long detot'lr in a di rection which they thqught would bring them to the distant hi)J, which was to be their meeting-place with their fellow hunters. Without knowing it, however, owing to the general likeness of these wooded hills, as well as the fact that they frequently lost sight of the one to be remembered, they got so far to the east that another elevation ap. peared to be the one, and from that moment' every step they took carried them farther from the right course. Added to these miscalculations, of which they then were entirely unconscious, they frequently found signs of the moose tracks in the snow, and this also led them in the wrong dirf!ction. They kept on in this way for upward .of an hour, however, when Jack abruptly halted and said quietly: "It strikes me, Lafe, that we should have come round to that hill by this time. We must have covered more than a mile, and it certain1y did not appear so far dis tant when \ve parted from Uncle Joe." 11Gee whiz! that's just what I was de clared Lafe. gazing back over the course they had fol lowed. ''We cari't have come wrong, can we?" "Why, yes, it is possible," replied Jack. "Yet I have felt pretty sure of my location all the time." ''These infernal hiTis and trees all look alike to me," blurted Lafe, "and we are shut in so much of the time by the forest, that it takes all one's head is worth to keep in allj' definite direction." "I believe your story," said Jack, gazing doubtfully abou:. "One thing is sure, anyway." ''vVhat is that, Lafe ?" "We are in no great danger of getting lost, for we can take the back track over our own trail." "That's true," (lssented Jack. "I am not much afraid of getting lost, but I don't fancy keeping the other party waiting for us. If we bear off in this direction I think we meet them, or, at least, discover the hill where we were to--Hark! what's that, Lafe ?" As quick as a flash Jack had his rifle dropped and ready to fire. The boys did not know it then, but at that moment Denton and his companions were nearly four miles away to the west, so far had Jack and Lafe strayed out of their proper course. That which so abruptly had startled Jack was the sound of a fierce bellow, evidently some distance awaj, yet quickly followed by a second that seemed nearer. There could be no mistaking the sound, and Lafe in stantly whispered, with an eagerness that evinced his true hunter's instinct: "Moose, Jack, that's what it is I" "And more than one." I "They're coming this way." ''They must have been started by Uncle Joe and the others," cried Jack; quickly hitting the nail on the head. "This way, Lafe! We must drop one of them, at least, if they pass near." "One of 'em!" snorted Lafe. "Howling mackerels! we must get 'em both!" In the great excitement that immediately possessed them, every thought of being lost left the boys' mind. Their one and only drought and impulse was to head off and kill one or both of the approaching moose. Once more the bellow had been repeated, and the sound plainly indicated that the animals were coming nearer, evidently blind to the proximity of other hunt., ers than those by whom they had been started in flight. As a matter of fact, both moose, for there proved to be two, had discovered Denton and his companions while the latter were still so far away that several shots hurriedly fired had missed their mark, and had served only to start the animals in frantic flight. At such a time the moose travels with the speed race-horse, maintaining it for a long distance, and they were in this mad flight when Jack and Lafe heard them coming. "This way, Lafe, quick !" cried Jack, rushing to ward a fallen tree lying amid some brush. "If they pass near enough we will try to drop them." hastened to comply, intending to conceal him self as Jack had already done, but in his haste he caught the toe of his long snow-shoe and pitched headlong to his face. ifack glanced back and saw lris mishap, but before he could utter a word or offer to aid him, it not being -easy to scramble up quickly on snow-shoes, Jack dis covered that one of the moose was much nearer than he had realized. A furious beating of hoofs through the snow, a crashing and rending of branches, a sweeping aside of ooughs as if by a whirlwind, the clash add crash of antlers against tlle small trees-these were some of the sounds that fell upon Jack's ears with a suddenness that told of the terrific speed of of the approaching moose. Almost instantly, thrclugh a clump of firs scarce twenty feet away, the huge animal broke with all the appalling violence of a plunging locomotive. A more terrific picture than he presented could not be imagined. 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ALL SPORTS LIBRARY. Creat clouds of steam were p9uring from his nostrils. He was panting and snorting with a violence that shook every fiber of his tremendous figure. For the bare fraction of a second Jack Lightfoot was appalled. He then thought of Lafe, rather than himself, pros trate on the ground b ehind him, and his weapon leaped to his shoulder. The giant moose was almost upon him, his huge frame trembling with fury, when Jack lpoked along the shining barrel of his faithful Winchester. Bang! The report rang like thunder on the air of the late afternoon. The bullet smashed between the animal's eyes with a sound like that of a breaking oak branch. The moose plunged forward upon his knees, rose once, and then fell with a crash amid the firs and brushwood. Almost at the same.)moment Jack heard the ringing report of Lafe's rifle. He swung round like a flash. Lafe now was upon his feet agaip, and had fired at a second moose, a veritable giant of his kind, which was tearing through the woods some fifty yards away. Jack caught only a glimpse of the monstrous animal, but he saw a gush 0f red blood stain his flank and cover the snow beneath him. "I hit him I" yelled Lafe. "I wounded him I Come on, Jack! We must get him, too!" Now half frantic with excitement, and knowing that one of the moose already was slain, both boys started after the other at the top of their speed. Neither thought of the hour, of the near approach of darkness, of the absence of their companions, nor of the possibility of getting lost. They quickly struck the moose trail, a stain of red on the white snow, a trail that a child could have fol lowed, and they took it up with all the zest that is born of such excitement. For nearly an hour they ran on at the top of their speed, and then they came to a break in the forest. "He can't keep up this dip," panted Life, pointing to the snow in advance of them. "See how he's bleed ing. He lllust be badly wounded His tracks show that he is unsteady." ''That's right, Lafe," admitted Jack; "yet we are getting a long distance from--" "By thunder! there he is now." Through the break in the woods, from which they had emerged while speaking, a low-lying barren or a small pond frozen hard had come into view. Here the snow of the previous n'ght had drifted deeply, and a hundred yards away, floundering and still struggling onward through the several feet of yielding snow, was the wounded moose. "Come on, Jack!" roared Lafe, again in the heat of excitement. "We've got him. He's helpless in that snow! Come on, I say I" The moose was too near to be left at this stage of the game, and Jack quickly followed Lafe down the slight hill and over the stretch of snow, till both were within thirty yards of the floundering animal. "Let him have it, Lafe," Jack now cried. ''He's yours by right. I shot the other." Lafe brought his rifle to his shoulder, took c a re ful aim, and. sent a. bullet through the animal's he;;trt. Instead of rushing to make a careful iqspe c tion of their game, however, Jack Lightfoot stood motio n l e ss and gazed back into the woods through which they had come. the matter?" cried Lafe, observing the grave expression on Jack's face. "Matter enough, Lafe, I'm afraid," said Jack, point ing upward. "It is beginning to snow again. In a quarter hour it will be coming down hard and fast, and we are miles from where we shot the other moose." If he could have looked back to that spot, Jack would have seen Uncle Joe, Tom, and the Indian just arriv ing there, to which they had followed the moose tracks after starting the two animals. Jack also would have seen the anxiety pictured in the faces of all ; for there, too, the huge flakes of snow were rapidly falling. The truth now dawned upon Lafe with all its serious significance. "The dickens, Jack !" he exclaimed. "Do you think we can't follow the trail back?" "The trail!" said Jack gravely. "We have been nearly an hour in reaching here, Lafe, coming at the top of our speed. In ten minutes that trail will be buried in a sheet of snow." "Then you think we have lost our way, do you?" "It certainly looks like it, Lafe." to be done?" "Done?" cried Jack, with abrupt c heerfuln e ss. "We must face the music, Lafe, and meet the situat i on as we find it. It is snowing harder every moment, and it would be worse than idle to attempt tp find our way to-night. We are lost, all right, lost in this snow forest; but we are a good way from being toes up, Lafe, and we'll get to work at once and see what's best to be done." They were courageous words in the face of such a and Lafe Lampton impulsive l y thrust out his hand. "Put it there, Jack," he cried roundly. "I'm with you, old man I We'll sink or swim together I" ''Good for you!" declared Jack, as their hands met. "And swim it shall be, Lafe ; not sink I" THE END. What came of their great moose hunt, and the strange adventures it brought in its train, will be given in the succeeding issue, .to appear next week, and en titled "Jack Lightfoot Snowed Up; or, Lost in the Trackless Canadian Wilderness." If you enjoy a rat tling story of sport afield be sure to get No. so of this weekly.

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30 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. ,Lightfoot is der real goods from his feets down Derway he hands 'em up ter der batters would warm der heart of a skiter. d t 1 Dot Doms Lighfeet peen a dandy, ain d 1t. De vay o pa loons vent him up indo peen a peach. Yaw, d_ot ness. His und Shack peen making a dandy ba1r, don d 1t. bulligation dot ALL-SPORTS shtop .much grief my filled m1t been. Oxcuse you, uf mine Enghsh peen doo glass1cal for to be understanded, mit you 1 Yaw. Jirry Mulligan foriver, begobs. He's the b'y for me, Q1 dunno Bedad, Mr. Stevens, it's more about Jirry that we're afther wanting to know more Df. Three cheers and a tiger for the publishers, You w!ll kn,?w me as "JosauA, DIGGER, FRITZ, PAT EVERYTHING. Terre Haute, Ind. I have been a sailor on a coast-wise sc'hoonei for the last few months and during the hours between watches I h.ave just the thing to while away time. All the men tn the forecastle wait their turn to read the copy each week after I have finished with it. The moment I get into port 'the first thing I do is to rush to the nearest stationery store and get the latest number. Sometimes we do not arrive in any port for t:-vo weeks at a stretch, and I have to wait all that before bemg able to get my favorite story-book. But how l make up for lost time when I do finally get it! "Hurrah!!' say all my pals on the Mary Jane when we hear t.he ALL-SJ>?RT;> I mail this letter from Boston wh1le the sh1p 1s takmg on a cargo fos: the South. A SAILOR Bov. Boston, Mass. Your letter will be of considerable interest to many of our readers from the inland States, who like to hear about the sea and the brave fellows whose dangerous occupation ma!
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SEA TALES UL JONE of the adventures of the gallant American hero, Paul jones, in the battles he had with the British men...o' war during the Revolution. The history of his brave deeds forms sorne of the most interesting and brilliant pages in American history, and the stories which appear in "Paul jones Weekly" are so fascinating and full of the spirit of patriotism that no real boy can resist the tentptation to read them. LIST OF TITLES l-Paul Jones' Cruise for Glory; or, The Sign of the Coiled Rattlesnake. 2-Paul Jones at Bay; ot, Striking a Blow for Liberty. 3-Paul Jones' Pledge; or, The Tiger of the Atlantic. 4-Paul Jones' Bold Swoop; or, Cutting Out a British Supply Shit>. 5-Paul Jones' Strategy ; or, Outwitting the Fleets of Old England. 6-Paul Jones' Long Chase ; or, The Last Shot in the Locker. 7--Qut With Paul Jones; or, Giving Them a Bad Fright Along the English Coast. 8-PaulJones Afloat and Ashore; or, Stirring Adventures 1n London Town. 9-Paul Jones' Swamp Trail; or; Outwitting the Coast Raiders. J 0-Paul Jones' Defiance; or, How the Virginia Planter Invaded "Robbers' Roost." l J-Paul Jones' Double; or, Cruise of the "Floating Feather.'' J2-Adrift With Paul Jones; or, The Last of the Lagoon Pirates. PRICE, FIVE CENTS For Sale lay all Newsdealers, or Sent lty the Publishers Upon Receipt of Price The Winner Libr-ary Co .. l65 West 15th St., New York I I

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BOY&, OOMEC GBT ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY 11Teecb tile America hy bow to._ lllaleta _, laF tlleloalldatlo8 of a coadltatl peatM tbat cd tile Ualted .Statea." -WIN Saylap ...._Tip T ... I like fu, mftllture aad myltery, d011't YOII? WeD, yoa eaa filld them .n m the pap of the ALWPOR.'I'S l LIBilAllY. Aa the JWDe implia, the LIB.R.A.R.Y ia dewted to the 8pOCtl that .n yoaaz people clelirht ill. It hu bript, colored COftll, uad eecb *-7 ia el. cmeroaa lmgth. Y011 are lookiq fer & blc fiye CeDU worth of cood readiJlC aad JOa CaD cet it Jlea. Aak JOU lletndeaiel' for &DJ of the titl lilted W... Belau them ill ltDck. Be nn to lel AI.I..SPOR.TS UBR ny. l.ib otJaer pocl tbiap it lau ita laitatioM. 16-->J ac:k Lightfoot' Strategy; or, Hare-and. Hounds Over Cranford Hills. 1,..:-.]ack Lightfoot in the Saddle ; or, A Jockey for Just One Day. 18-]aclc Lightfoot's Dilemma ; or, A Traitor on the Diamond 19-]ac:k Lightfoot's Cyclone Finish ; or, How Victory Wu Snatched From Defeat. 20-]ack Lightfoot in Camp; or, Young Athletes at Play in the Wilderness. 21-Jack Lightfoot' 1 Disappearance; or, The Turning-up of an Old Enemy 22-Jack Lightfoot's "Stone Wall" Infield; or Making a Reputation in the Leagpe. 23-Jack Lightfoot's Talisman; or, The Only Way to Win Games in Baseball. 2:4-]ack Lightfoot's Mad Auto Dash ; or, Speed at a Ninety M i le Oip. 25-]ack Ltghtfoot Afloat; or, The Cruise of the Canvas Canoes. .&-Jack Lightfoot's Hard LuclC; or, A Light ning Triple Play in the Ninth. 27-Jack Lightfoot's Iron Arm; or, How the New "Spit" Ball Worked the Diann. 28-Jack Lightfoot on the Mat; or, The Jiu Jitsu Trick that Failed to Work. Lightfoot's All-Sports Team; or, How Lafe Lampton Threw the Hamtner. Jack Lightfoot in the Box ; or, The Mascot that "Hoodooed" the Nine. 31Jack Lightfoot's Lucky Find ; or, The New Man Who Covered "Short." 32--Jack Lightfoot, Archer ; or, nie Strange Secret an Arrow Revealed. P::RICE9 33-]aci Lightfoot's Oevemess ; or, Tlie Boy Who Butted In. 34-]ack Lightfoot's Decision ; or, That Chest nut of "Playing Against Ten Men." 35-}ack Lightfoot, Pennant-Winner ; or, Wind ing up the Four Town League 36Jack Lightfoot's Pledge; o r, Bound in Honor. 37-]ack Lightfoot's Nerve; or, A Desperate J Mutiny at the "Gym." 38-Jaclc Lightfoot's Halfback ; or, Playing the Giants of the League. Lightfoot's Gridiron Boys; or, Leading a Patched-up Team to Victory. 40-]ack Lightfoot's Trap Shooting; or, Up Against the Olampions of the Gun Oub. 41-}aclc Lightfoot's Touch-down; or, A Hard Nut to Crack at Highland. 4-2--]ack Lightfoot's Flying Wedge; or How Kirtland Won the Game for 4J-Jack Lightfoot's Great Kick; or, The Taclde That Did Not Work. 44Jack Lightfoot' Duck-Blind; or, A Strange Mystery of the Swamp. 45-]ack Lightfoot's Luck; or, Glorious Days of Sport Ahead. 46-Jack Lightfoot's Triumph; or, Back from a Watery Grave. Lightfoot Down in Dixie or The of a Single-Hand 48-Jack Lightfoot's Plans; or, Wrecked on Indian River. Jack Lightfoot on Snowshoes; or, The Olase of the Great Moose. so---.Jack Lightfoot Snowed-Up; or, Lost in the Trackless Canadian Wilderness. CENTS. I I I ,.., s.J. 1, 1111 N .,_,_,.,., er ..., lfiO.tpMI. f111M na1pt et -rb 1, uU.II.,.. : : I WINNER LIBRARY CO., 165 W eat l"lfteeath .St., NW YO&B. 1,:: I ; .',

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fi!! THE FAVORITE LIST OF FIVE-CENT LIBRARIES ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY All sports that boys are interested in, are carefully dealt with in the ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. The stoiies deal with the adventures of plucky lads while indulging in healthy pastimes. TIP TOP WEEK L Y Frank and Dick Merriwell are two brother s whose adventure in college and on the field are of intense interest to the American boy of to-day. They prove that a boy does not have to be a rowdy to have exciting sport. BUFFALO BILL STORIES Buffalo Bill the hero pf a thousand exciting adventu s among the Redskins. These are given to our boys only in the Buffalo Bill Stories. 1re bound to interest and please yot.t. BRAVE AND BOL D r;;;;;;::;;;;;:::::;;;:;:;::;::;:] Every boy who prefers variety in his reading matter, ought to be a reader of Brave and Bold. All these were written by authors who are past n:tasters in the art of telling boyst stories. Every tale is complete in itself. DIAMOND DICK. WEEKLY The demand for stirring stories of Western adventure is admirably filied by this library. Every up-to-date boy ought to read just how law and order are estab lished and maintained on our Western p l ains. by Diamond Dick) Bertie, and Handsome Harry. NICK CARTER WEEKL Y We know, boys, that there is no need of introducing to you Nicholas Carter the greatest sleuth that ever lived. J;lvery number containing the adven tures of Nick Carter has a peculiar but delightful, power of fascina tion. 'Do not think for a second, boys, that these stories are a lot 'Or history just sugarcoated. They are all new tales of exciting adventure on land and sea, in all of which boys of your own age took part. ROUGH RIDER WE E KLY Ted Strong was appointed deputy mars hal by accident, but he resolves to use his authority and rid his ranch of some very tough bullies. He does it in such a slick way that everyone calls him "King of the Wild West" and he certainly deserves his title. BOWERY BOY LIBRARY The adventures of a poor waif r;::=::;;;;==:::=:::'l whose only name is "Bowery Billy." Billy is the true product of t h e streets of New York. No boy can read the tales of his trials without im bibing some of that re source and courage makes the character of this homeless 'boy stand out so prominently. I


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