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Identifier: ForeststreamXXVIA (find matches)
Title: Forest and stream
Year: 1873 (1870s)
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Subjects: Periodicals Hunting Fishing Outdoor life Sports
Publisher: New York, N.Y. : (Forest and Stream Publishing Co.)
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
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r than myself) and informed me that he was a Sioux,and that there were four more like him at the camp and theywould come. Whereat I thought, If there are four moreas ugly-looking specimens as yourself, the sight of the gangshould be enough to scare all the Powers of Darkness intolunacy; but I could not translate the sentiment to him. Sowith another look of bewitching tenderness, he strode off tobring the other braves. Meanwhile I paced up and down, hoping my companionswould come soon, but determined to hold the moose at anycost, if the Indians came in force to take him. For fivehours I paced up and down, then I heard guns, then an axeand a dog, and in a few minutes Jim reappeared withGordon Wright and two others in the bob-sleighs, and soonwe were all aboard triumphant and merry, and arrived in Car-berry about seven oclock, to find that already word of oursuccess had gone before us, and over a dozen of the neighborscame down to Wrights that night to see the moose and con-gratulate us.
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are on the feed, nay more, we can see them jumping for theirmorning meal, and we have a suspicious confidence that wecan beguile some of them with tantalizing Palmer or hackle. Goldsmith makes Doctor Primrose say that courtship is ahappier state than marriage, and if the uncertain lime ofwooing is sweeter than the plighted troth, with its warmthand happiness and love, it is most assuredly slightly differentfrom the uncertainty of going a-fishing. The anticipation ofthe latter is just a degree lower than the delicious tinglingwhich steals down your spine, sparkles in your eyes andglows on your cheeks, when some veteran grandee of thewater takes hold and makes your reel to whizz._ Five minutes pull brings Storm off the east end of thelittle island, and five minutes later he was lost to all sur-roundings save his sport. A master of hounds had a mottowhich was Throw your heart over and your horse will fol-low. When Storms leader was fully extended, you mighthave heard one trout say to ano

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