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series of poses so graceful, so unstudied, 
so tender, so deer-like, that my heart 
was thrilled with joy at the mere artistic 
beauty of the scene. Then the loud- 
mouthed alarm of a dog sent them 
silently into the forest gloom. 
Nimrod wanted some photographs of 
animals from life, and the energy which 
we put forth to obtain these was a con- 
stant surprise and disturbance to Uncle 
John and his co-loafers. They could 
understand why one might trap an ani- 
mal, but to let it go again unhurt, after 
spending hours over it with a camera, 
was a problem that required many 
drinks and much quiet cogitation in 
the shade of the office. 
For days we tried to get a wood- 
chuck. At last we succeeded, and I 
find this note written in my journal for 
fat date; — 
