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lamps of heaven. I turned to take a last look in 

 the direction of the carcass of my morning's kill, 

 and imagine my astonishment if you can there 

 stood the young buck, licking the body of his fallen 

 mate! How he ever got there through all those 

 brush and weeds without my hearing or seeing him 

 will always remain a profound mystery to me. But a 

 ball from my express entering his shoulder and pass- 

 ing out at his flank laid him dead by the side of his 

 companion, and completed the best score I ever 

 made on deer three in one day and I had fired but 

 three shots in all. 



