Sport in Vancouver and Newfoundland . ng stag walked out into the openand without looking round or ahead crossedthe sandy beach down to the edge of the lakenot thirty yards away. We were both in fullview, but alas, though his body looked enormoushis head was a very poor one, not more thantwenty points. He never saw me but bent hishead, had a long drink, then looked round for acouple of minutes and walked quietly back intothe wood. What would I not have given formy camera !—a more perfect picture could notbe imagined. Though a gentle breeze wasblowing, fortunately in the right direction, therew
Sport in Vancouver and Newfoundland . ng stag walked out into the openand without looking round or ahead crossedthe sandy beach down to the edge of the lakenot thirty yards away. We were both in fullview, but alas, though his body looked enormoushis head was a very poor one, not more thantwenty points. He never saw me but bent hishead, had a long drink, then looked round for acouple of minutes and walked quietly back intothe wood. What would I not have given formy camera !—a more perfect picture could notbe imagined. Though a gentle breeze wasblowing, fortunately in the right direction, therewas not a ripple on the waters of the sandy bay,which was sheltered by the wood, and as hestood with his head up and every line of hisbody reflected in the water below, it was anoble sight, such as one could but rarely hopeto see. Allowing some ten minutes to elapse wefollowed him through the wood, more out ofcuriosity than anything else. Coming out onto an open grassy plain, there he was feedingquietly about 200 yards away. Looking. STEVE JOE DRIES HIMSELF.
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