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his hunting-knife across the throat of the deer, and gazed 

 upon its broad antlers, now in the velvet, pointing to the 

 course of the ball right through its vitals, in on one side and 

 out on the other. We had venison for the next four-and- 

 twenty hours, and we disturbed the deer no more that after- 

 noon. 



The deep baying of the stag-hounds, as we entered the 

 little lake, apprised us of the location of our tents, and we 

 were gla4 to reach them, and stretch our limbs upon the 

 bed of boughs beneath them, for the day had been warm, 

 and our journey a weary one. Our pioneer had made the 

 entire journey the day before, though he had to pass over all 

 the carrying-places three times. We found that he had 

 killed two deer, and had 4he meat from them, cut into thin 

 slips, undergoing the process of "jerking," in a bark smoke- 

 house erected near the tents. He had also a beautiful 

 string of trout ready for our supper, taken in a way pecu- 

 liarly his own. He had used neither bait nor fly. 



After supper, as we sat looking out over the lake in front 

 of our tents, the Doctor inquired of our pioneer how he had 

 taken his fish, as he had with him neither rod nor flies, and 

 there was no bait to be found in the woods proper for trout. 



" Why," said he, "I got lonesome yesterday, all alone up 

 here in the woods, waiting for you, and I thought I'd take 

 a look around the shore of the lake, thinking I might find a 

 gold mine, or a pocketful of diamonds, or something of that 

 sort ; so I took my rifle and the two dogs, and started on 

 an explorin' voyage. I didn't find any gold, but I found, 



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