ately and went after those antelope—by 
pretending to go away from them. For 
three hours, we drew nearer to the quietly 
browsing animals. We hid behind low 
hills, and crawled down a water-course, 
and finally dismounted behind the very 
mound of prairie on the other side of 
which they were resting, a happy, 
peaceful family. There were twenty 
does, and proudly in their midst moved 
the king of the harem, a powerful buck 
with royal horns. 
The crowning point of my long day’s 
hunt was before me. That I should 
have my chance to get one of the finest 
bucks ever hunted was clear. What 
should I do, should I hit or miss? 
Fail! What a thought — never! 
Just then a drumming of hoofs 
which rapidly faded away showed that 
the wind had betrayed us, and the 
ft 
Bor 
SS 
Zz 
Gs 
<j 
MOOMAMOZN 
