Perhaps the other six survived until Novem- 

 ber, the beginning of the gunning season. But 

 when the slaughter was past, if one lived, he re- 

 membered more than once the cry of the hounds, 

 the crack of the gun, and the sting of shot. He 

 has won a few months' respite from his human 

 enemies ; but this is not peace. There is no 

 peace for him. He may escape a long time yet ; 

 but his foes are too many for him. He fights a 

 good fight, but must lose at last. 



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