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forgot all about being afraid."" And then, with a joyful bark, he 

 would rush off to repeat the performance. 



In a few minutes the men joined me, having heard the shots, and 

 Gale and Davis carried the panther out in the open ground at the 

 edge of the cypress swamp. Here we photographed her, after 

 which Davis and I rode out to camp some twenty miles away, 

 taking the panther with us and leaving Gale to spend the night with 



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two old hunters, Smith and Wooten, who were in camp some 

 three miles away. This panther was a female and measured 

 about seven feet in length from nose to tip of tail. The next day 

 Gale had a ver}' peculiar experience with a panther, which is 

 worthy of relating. As Gale tells the story, after 1 had left him 

 he walked to Smith's camp as I had directed, taking the dogs with 

 him. The next morning he started bright and early with the two 



