THE TRAIL OF THE SANDHILL STAG 



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a tall form rose from a log, raising 

 one hand in peaceable gesture. Al- 

 though Yan was behind, the Indian 

 had seen him first. 



"Who are you?" said Yan, 

 roughly. 



"Chaska." 



"What are you doing in my 

 country?" 



" It was my country first," he re- 

 plied gravely. 



44 Those are my deer," Yan said, 

 and thought. 



" No man owns wild deer till he 

 kills them," said Chaska. 



44 You better keep off any trail Fm 

 following." 



44 Not afraid," said he, and made 



a gesture to include the whole set- 

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