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get away, leaving the leaders to their own devices. When at 

 the place where my camera was trained, they evidently sus- 

 pected something, for they stopped, and one doe turned back. 

 (No. 55.) I waited no longer, but made the exposure. In 

 another moment, thoroughly frightened, they turned and 

 quickly disappeared up the gulch. 



Selecting a good place in the cedars, I tried again. From 

 my location I could see deer approaching within about three 

 hundred yards, but when they came nearer than fifty yards I 

 had to hide myself more effectively, and could not move while 

 they were passing. One fine day I saw a large band come 

 over the hill on my trail, so hid myself and waited their ap- 

 proach. Here they are, sixty feet away, stringing along — does, 

 fawns — but where are the bucks? Big does, little does, lots 

 of fawns pass by, until about fifty have passed. Ah ! here 

 come a pair of horns ! Now he is just where I want him, and 

 I whistle very faintly. He hears it and is not frightened, but 

 stops short. (No. 56.) The shutter works noiselessly (its 

 click at sixty feet will often cause a leap that is fatal to suc- 

 cess) ; the others are moving on, so when he can see nothing 

 to take alarm at he follows. And then up walks a monarch 

 whose stately head would grace any hall, and I am compelled 

 to let him pass without exposing, for I cannot move as much 

 as a finger without frightening him off. After a time I saw 

 more coming, off on a side trail that would not bring them to 

 me; but, true to their eccentric habits, they meandered about 

 until they came directly to the spot where I wished them. As 



