looked over. In a patch of brush a hundred yards 

 away, he saw a brown object, shaped Hke a deer, 

 moving slowly through the brush. Further on he 

 saw fresh tracks, and his hunter's knowledge told 

 him that the brown object was a young buck tracking 

 a small band of his own kind. The hunter was a 

 splendid marksman, and drew a bead on the deer's 

 head, and was about to press the trigger, when 

 something about the deer's movements made him 

 stop. At the moment the deer stood up. It was 

 his friend, and he had just found his knife. 



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