ALONG FOUR-FOOTED TRAILS 



her long, slender legs scarcely seemed to touch 

 the earth as she bounded forward with lightness, 

 speed and a regular gait. The frenzied animal 

 passed within a few feet of me but did not seem 

 to notice my presence. As she drew near I 

 could see her great black eyes, large open nos- 

 trils, and little horns raised up a few inches from 

 her head in front of two pointed ears covered 

 with hair. I was struck with awe and pity as I 

 noticed her thin panting sides and the blood 

 trickling from her right shoulder. I knew the 

 hunter had mortally wounded the beautiful ani- 

 mal, as I could see she was rapidly losing her 

 speed and strength. 



The small herd of antelope and the hunter 

 disappeared together behind a slight elevation 

 on the prairie shortly after the poor wounded 

 doe dropped on the ground in a little hollow, 

 just back from the entrance to the canon and a 

 short distance from a spring that helped to feed 

 the nearby stream. 



Only female antelope and perchance the young 

 of the previous season are found in company at 

 this time of year. The does leave their lordly 

 masters in March or early April and seek quiet, 



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