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were hunting down the river, killing all the deer, 

 and that they would tar and feather him, kill his 

 dogs and send him home, if he came any farther 

 down. They asked a man named Thomas Hewling, 

 who kept a tavern there, what sort of a man Tome 

 was. Hewling said he was a good-natured sort of a 

 man, but if they attempted any violence they would 

 find trouble, as he was a stout, active man, and not 

 easily frightened. Campbell was rather timid, and 

 thought we had better leave the vicinity. I told 

 him that I should hunt there one day, at least, to 

 see what they would do. Whitmore went off with 

 the dogs in search of deer, and I told them if they 

 would hunt down the river to Franklin I would join 

 them there at night. Whitmore proceeded to hunt 

 on one side of the river, and I on the other, within 

 fifty rods of the house of one of the Cams. Before 

 I had been there a long time, Cams came out and 

 asked if I was hunting in their vicinity. I replied 

 that I was, as game was more abundant there than 

 where I lived. He said that he would join me a 

 short time, and I told him that I had no objection to 

 his taking an equal chance with me. Whitmore 

 killed a deer in the water, and drove another into 

 the river which Cams shot, and we divided it equally 

 with him. On our arrival at Franklin we found 

 Campbell there, with a large buck which he had 

 killed. The next day we killed in that vicinity three 

 deer, the following another, and the next day two 

 more, when we started homeward. While going 

 home, the water was so high that we did not try to 



