72 WILD SPORTS IN THE SOUTH. 



door until I can make a better one. The ornament is the Doctor's 

 idea." 



" The head is as correctly dressed as it can be," said the Doctor. 

  Don't you think so, Mike ? " 



" Wall — no, I don't," answered the literal hunter. 



" What is it that is wrong, Mike ? It must be in the setting 

 it up, for you cleaned it for me yourself." 



"It moit be one, and it moit be the t'other; but I guess it's 

 some of both. Yer see the hair ain't over slick — that 's my fault. 

 Wall, arter that yer 've got the eyes a lookin' for'ard, and the head 

 well up, ain't that so ? " 



" Yes," said Miss Jackson, leaning forward. 



" Wall, then," continued her instructor, taking the deer's head 

 on his knee and illustrating his position with his fingers, " he 's a 

 makin' out somethin' ahead of him, and he '11 have his ears for'ard 

 to help him, one on 'em anyhow." 



"That '8 true," replied the pupil, with a glance of pleasure, 

 taking the deer's head in her hand and pulling out the wires by 

 which the ears were supported. 



" That 's the natur' of a deer. I one'st went to Charleston and 

 seed more lies than you could shake a stick at, and one was a 

 stuffed deer a-feedin' with his flag straight up. Wall, ef that didn't 

 make me sick. Sez I to the show-man, ' Mister, I 'd jist like to 

 tie you to a deer's tail in Floridy to show you how they carry their 

 tails ; dod rot me if I wouldn't ! ' " 



" Ha ha ! that is not as bad as my friend the Doctor," I said. 



• You had better stop before you go any further, I warn you," 

 interrupted the Doctor. 



" You must know," I continued, " the Doctor, early one morn- 

 ing in Pensacola, saw two deer feeding in the garrison garden on 

 the old Commodore's pea vines. So he ran down, and imagining 

 that they had come in through the open gate and could not sur- 

 mount the high picket that surrounded the garden, carefully closed 

 the gate. Then, with his gun in hand, he ran in to call the 

 Commodore to inquire whether he preferred them dead or alive ; 

 but when he returned the deer were half way to the Perdido 

 River." 



