We took this horn and started out, either on a bright moonlight night, or just at evening, or early in the morning.
The man who carried the horn hid himself, and then began to make a lowing sound like a female moose.

He had to do it pretty well to deceive them.

Away in the distance some moose would hear it, and with answering grunts would start off to come to it.

If a young male moose was coming, he'd mind his steps, I can assure you, on account of fear of the old ones; but if it was an old fellow, you'd hear him stepping out bravely and rapping his horns against the trees, and plunging into any water that came in his way.

When he got pretty near, he'd stop to listen, and then the caller had to be very careful and put his trumpet down close to the ground, so as to make a lower sound.