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he heard the shots, and now came rush- 
ing up. 
“JT have done it,” I said in a dull 
tone, pointing at the dark, quiet object 
on the bank. 
* You surely have.” 
Nimrod paced the distance —it was 
one hundred and thirty-five yards — as 
we went up to the elk. How beautiful 
his coat was, glossy and shaded in 
browns, and those great horns — eleven 
points —that did not seem so big now 
to my eyes. 
Nimrod examined the carcass. 
“Vou ate an apt pupil;7she ‘said. 
“You put a bullet through his heart 
and another through his brain.” 
“Yes,” I said; “he never knew what 
killed him.” But I felt no glory in the 
achievement. 
