THE TRAIL OF THE SANDHILL STAG 



the chase led to a great half-wooded 

 stretch, in a country new to him; 

 for he had driven the Stag far from 

 his ancient range* The trail again 

 grew hot, but just as Yan felt sure 

 he soon would close, two distant 

 shots were heard, and the track of 

 the Stag as he found it then went 

 off in a fear-winged flight that might 

 keep on for miles. 



Yan went at a run, and soon found 

 Duff* He had had two long shots 

 at the doe* The second he thought 

 had hit her* Within half a mile 

 they found blood on the trail; within 

 another half-mile the blood was no 

 more seen and the track seemed to 

 have grown very large and strong* 



The snow was drifting and the 

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