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her on, and pointed at the same time in the direction which 

 he desired her to take. She now leaped forward into the 

 woods, giving at the same moment a single yelp, and was 

 lost to our vision. Nothing more was heard from her until 

 after the lapse of nearly an hour, when we again faintly 

 heard the music of her voice. Nearer, still nearer, are 

 these sounds; clearer, still clearer, are they heard by us on 

 the lake. Listen, her voice is now becoming fainter : she is 

 evidently leaving the lake ; the deer which she is running 

 has turned back: he is making a circle. "Never mind," 

 remarked the old hunter, "she will run him so sharply that 

 he will certainly come to water ; you will hear her voice 

 again soon." Scarcely half an hour had elapsed when 

 we again heard her voice ; faint at first, but more and more 

 and more distinct every succeeding moment. Onward she 

 steadily went ; she was almost at the lake. A splash was 

 heard on our right, a few seconds later one was heard on 

 our left; Frank whispered, "Take your place in the canoe." 

 He pushed the little bark from the sand to the water, and 

 I promptly seated myself in the bow. Frank paddled 

 noiselessly out into the lake, while we scanned the water 

 both to the right and left. After the lapse of a few mo- 

 ments we discovered a buck's head, which was held above 

 the water on our right. The animal was swimming away 

 from the shore and towards the middle of the lake. He 

 had not yet discovered us, and we desired to place our 

 canoe between the swimmine deer and the lake-shore in 

 order to prevent him from returning to the woods before 

 we could get sufficiently near to take a shot. Frank now 

 allowed our canoe to float quietly ; the deer was still 



