Hunting in Many Lands 



body ; and, after sprinting a few seconds over 

 my person, he went down and out of the cabin. 



So soon as he had disappeared out of the 

 door I jumped to my feet and, drawing my 

 gun, rushed out after him. He was plainly 

 visible just to the right of the cabin, and I 

 blazed away. Immediately after I had shot 

 him I regretted it, for I had to move camp. 



The next day, on my way back to camp, I 

 journeyed over a divide that was more or less 

 noted as a den for mountain lions ; though to 

 designate any particular locality as a "den" 

 for cougars is incorrect, for it is not an animal 

 that remains in any one place for any great 

 length of time. He is a wandering pirate, 

 who makes no one district his home for any 

 long period. 



However, this especial divide was said to 

 harbor more of them than any other; or, at 

 least, there were more signs of them, and 

 more were reported to be started from there 

 by hunters than elsewhere in the territory. 

 Be that as it may, on the particular day of 

 which I write I accidentally ran across the 

 only cougar I ever have killed which gave me 

 a fight and stampeded my horse, so that I 

 was obliged to foot it into camp. 



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