130 MOOSE such a thing, I believe that I had a chance of doing so two years ago, but lost it through a little lack of energy. While on my return trip from a hunt in Cassiar, one evening, shortly after we had stopped to camp for the night, we heard a bull bellow. He was about half a mile away in some green timber not very far up the mountain opposite to where we were. It happened that there was a good foot of snow on the ground, which had made the going so hard that we had put in a short day of it so as to rest and have plenty of time to make a comfortable camp before dark. All that evening, and at times during the night, we heard the moose bellowing, and yet again in the morning before we left there. Now it would not have taken me much more than half an hour to make the climb up to the place of battle, and as it was evident that there was a serious war being waged I did think of going. We had, however, got all the moose we wanted ; moreover, after six or seven weeks’ steady, hard travelling, the idea of a climb in deep snow, perhaps only to find they had moved before I got there, was not very enticing, especially as there was a most strenuous day’s tramp ahead of me. Anyway I did not go, and ever since have bitterly regretted my lack of energy, as it is hardly likely that moose would have stayed right on one spot for that length of time, even if the fight was an exceptionally vicious one, unless there was a most unusual reason for it, such as locked horns. With regard to the number of moose that are apt to be seen together when they are in full ‘‘ rut,” while the general rule is that only two go together, it is quite common to find more. The most I have ever seen was seven, three bulls and four cows, but several times I have come across five. Any young bull that may be with the bunch keeps at a respectable distance from the older bulls, and often takes advantage of their fighting to try to drive the cows off. During the “rutting” season, both bulls and cows call, but the latter not to nearly the same extent. A bull’s call is hard to describe; it is a sort of throaty