safety was in flight, but where ? His 

 strength was nearly gone. He ran a 

 short distance away from us, circling 

 our cavalcade. His foe was nearly up 

 to him again. He stopped an instant 

 with uplifted foot, then turned and 

 made directly for us. Three loaded 

 guns hung at our saddles, but no hand 

 went towards them. Not thirty feet 

 away from our motionless horses the 

 buck dropped, exhausted. We could 

 easily have lassoed him. His adversary 

 kept beyond gunshot, not daring to fol- 

 low him into the power of an enemy all 

 wild things fear; and an eagle who had 

 perched on a rock near by, in hopes of 

 a coming feast, flapped his wings and 

 slowly flew away to search elsewhere for 

 his dinner. The conquering buck walked 

 back to his spoils of war, and soon mar- 

 shalled them out of sight behind a hill. 

 The young buck almost at our feet 



