got a glimpse of him ; and the few 

 deer there were now grew so wild 

 with long pursuit that he had no 

 further chances to shoot, and the 

 hunting season passed in one long 

 train of failures. 



Bright, unsad failures they* He 

 seemed indeed to come back empty- 

 handed, but he really came home 

 laden with the best spoils of the 

 chase, and he knew it more and 

 more, as time went on, till every 

 day, at last, on the clear unending 

 trail, was a glad triumphant march. 



