THE TRAIL OF THE SANDHILL STAG 



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[ET when the morning 

 came the old wolfish 

 instinct was. back in 

 his heart* "I must 

 away to the hills/' he 

 said, "take up the trail, and be a 

 beast of the chase once more; my 

 wits against their wits ; my strength 

 against their strength; and against 

 their speed, my gun." 



Oh ! those glorious hills an end- 

 less rolling stretch of sandy dunes, 



with lakes and woods and grassy 

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