1 92 ADVENTURES OF DR. ALLEN. 



wounded elk came dashing toward my fire, furious with 

 pain. His large antlers glittered in the firelight, while the 

 blood flowing from a wound over his face made him truly 

 an object of pity, as well as of fear. I fired again. He gave 

 a great lunge and fell almost into the fire. The ponies were 

 in a terrible fright, rearing and plunging, but the pins held 

 them fast. Another streak of luck after the disappoint- 

 ment of the morning. I went to bed well satisfied with the 

 success of the day, congratulating myself upon the amount 

 of meat in store, and on the next morning by daylight was 

 on the road, loaded with the best of game. 



In this manner the time passed, fall came, and I began 

 to tire of my hunter's life. My mind dwelt upon my home in 

 Ohio and I had a desire to see my old friends once more, so 

 I commenced preparations for a homeward journey. 



