INTER-OCEAN HUNTING TALES 



"Only a small piece about the size of your 

 foot," Jake replied. 



Having saddled the horses the guide took 

 a course which led along a rocky defile for 

 a considerable distance. While looking up 

 at the red sandstone cliffs, which overhung 

 us, and admiring the contrast their rugged 

 outlines furnished against the clear blue of 

 the sky, I saw a large bald-headed eagle 

 perched upon a commanding eminence. His 

 figure was sharply defined in the clear atmos- 

 phere, and although I knew he was quite a 

 distance off, I was somewhat surprised when 

 the guide computed the range at 300 yards 

 at least. I reined up my horse and threw 

 the lines over his head. As Jake saw me 

 alight to take aim, a sort of weary expression 

 came over his face. He was evidently think- 

 ing of the coyotes. After carefully sighting 

 the bird and gauging the range according to 

 the estimate I had received, I fired. For 

 several seconds the wings fluttered, as the 

 108 



