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heard tlie bark of Sliack, and presently a deer went 

 crashing through the nnderwood, a short distance from 

 as, with Shack in close and hot pursuit. Bound the 

 island they swept, and we lost the cry of the dog in 

 the distance. In the course of fifteen minutes, we 

 heard him again on his return. We heard the deer 

 dashing through the brush, with Shack a few rods 

 behind him. The deer passed us like the wind, and 

 at the point behind which we lay, plunged into the 

 lake. "We wanted that deer, and giving him a few 

 rods start, we shot out in pursuit. Before leaving our 

 shantee, my guide had cut a long slim pole, like a 

 fishing rod, and withing the end, formed a running 

 noose, large enough to throw over the head of a deer, 

 and threw it into the canoe, as we dashed from the 

 shore. I have before described a chase after a deer in 

 the water, and will not re|)eat the description here. 

 This time, however, we were in earnest. As we ap- 

 proached the game, my guide threw the noose of the 

 withe over the animal's head, and pulled him, strug- 

 gling desperately within reach, drew his hunting knife 

 across his throat, and in a few minutes his struggles 

 were over. We hauled him into the canoe, and 

 paddled back. We found Shack sitting on his 



