62 STALKING ROE-BUCK IN SILESIA 



must be there ! I must have seen him if he 

 had doubled ! " 



So back we go ! 



Suddenly in the middle of the patch some- 

 thing rises almost between my legs and makes 



Road 



X 



B 



A 



Rye 



for the preserve, and I see it is a buck — a 

 very fine one. Under ordinary circumstances a 

 running buck is no easy shot, and now I was 

 hampered by the fact that I might have either 

 the forester or a cart within range. I decided 

 to risk the farm cart and let fly. Missed ! I 



