. Through the wilds; a record of sport and adventure in the forests of New Hampshire and Maine . A DEER IN THROUGH THE WILDS. 405 The boys concealed themselves a short distance from the shore Insome bushes, and waited fifteen minutes impatiently before the deerreached the shore. As he walked out, George nudged Ned and whis-pered, Give it to him, and Ill reserve my fire in case you miss. Ned took deliberate aim, the deer being only about four rods away,and pulled trigger. The bullet struck the deer fair in the breast, andthe buck gave one leap high in the air and came down as dead asJul
. Through the wilds; a record of sport and adventure in the forests of New Hampshire and Maine . A DEER IN THROUGH THE WILDS. 405 The boys concealed themselves a short distance from the shore Insome bushes, and waited fifteen minutes impatiently before the deerreached the shore. As he walked out, George nudged Ned and whis-pered, Give it to him, and Ill reserve my fire in case you miss. Ned took deliberate aim, the deer being only about four rods away,and pulled trigger. The bullet struck the deer fair in the breast, andthe buck gave one leap high in the air and came down as dead asJulius Caesar. Poor fellow! His troubles and trials, if he ever hadany, were ended. That was a good shot, Ned, and you deserve his head; but younever can lug it out from here in the world. I suppose not. But Ill have his skin, anyway. I can carry thaton my back. Would you carry him to camp whole, or dress himhere ? Dress him here, and take the skin, and all the meat we can lug,and Ill send Dick and Fred back for the rest. Hell weigh a hundredand thirty pounds, and is bulky for us to carry. The next day, Thursday
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