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the case they were wary and watchful. I had a field glass 

 with me and watched them for some time. With this glass 

 I could plainly see their eyes, and could see the movement 

 of their jaws as they chewed their food. They were too 

 far off for a shot, and there was not the least cover after 

 leaving the fringe of scattering tall grass at the head of the 

 ravine where I lay concealed. I knew that if I rose up thev 

 would be gone in an instant. Frequently, however, any kind 

 of game will stop to investigate before running away if the 

 object of their suspicion is lying flat upon the ground so 

 that it cannot plainly be seen. I started to crawl toward 

 the game, and although I could see them plainly all the time 

 through the short grass, they paid no attention whatever 

 to me. I think they did not notice me at all, from the fact 

 that the sun being almost down, and at my back, its bright 

 rays must have blinded their vision. It took quite a while 

 to crawl forty or fifty rods, but I did it, and got an antelope 

 at a single shot, but they were too far away for a second 

 shot by the time I had thrown in another cartridge. 



At another time I was hunting deer in Cedar town- 

 ship, and not having any luck, thought of trying a chance 

 at antelope in the smoother country farther away from the 

 creek. Following out a small ravine toward the head and 

 climbing a steep bank, I caught a glimpse of two or three 

 antelope just disappearing over a little hill not more than 

 twenty rods away. Supposing they had seen me, I started 

 on the run, thinking to get a long distance shot when they 

 appeared at the top of the next rise of ground. But thev 

 had not seen me at all, and on coming to the place where 

 I had seen them disappear, they were found feeding in a 

 little valley just at the foot of the hill. I got one at a run- 

 ning shot, but had no chance to get in a second shot before 

 they were out of reach. This was in September — we were 

 out of meat and this antelope was very fat — it was a lucky 

 kill. However, when a man hunts antelope in a country 



