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By the way he suddenly flattened himself 

 behmd a projecting rock, I knew he had 

 sighted the game ; but as any advance on my 

 part would have caused some slight noise, I 

 denied myself the pleasure of a peep at them, 

 and followed Simon back to a bear slide 

 through the pine trees, down which we ' tre- 

 bogged ' on our backs with considerable silent 

 rapidity. 



Another peep, in which again I had no 

 share, resulted in a second shorter slide, and 

 then creeping along a fallen pine tree, which 

 lay at right angles to the slope, my leader 

 made sims for me to come alonofside. 



On a steep slope, shut in and shaded by 

 pines, and not twenty-five yards from where 

 we crouched, stood a young chamois, not a 

 fawn, but a yearling buck, I should think, the 

 last of the herd, which we caught glimpses of 

 as they moved slowly away from the open 

 through the pines on the opposite side. 



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