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yards of climb, crawl, and tumble through one of the 

 swamps, my companion took his place under the shelter 

 of the cedars, and indicated mine at a little distance up 

 the river. The wind howled down through the trees, and 

 clouds of yellow and russet leaves came sailing into the 

 river, and hurried away upon the surface. I was unde- 

 niably, miserably cold. 



6. " But hark ! I seized my rifle. Yes, there it was, 

 sure enough, the bay of the dog in the distance ! I forgot 



Bucks fighting. 



to be cold. Nearer it came, and nearer and nearer, and 

 each moment I thought would bring the deer crashing 

 through the thickets into the river. Nearer and nearer 

 came the dogs, until their deep bays resounded and echoed 

 through the forest as if they were in a great hall. But 

 no deer appeared, and the dogs held their course, on, 



