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the leader, whieli kept up a peculiar noise — a call, we in- 

 ferred. We paddled with all our stren,i!,th, the ducks kick- 

 ing up tlie water in i^reat shape, uuiking a noise like a 

 cataract. Occasionalh^ they would rest for a moment; we 

 thouiiht thev were winded and that we were caininii: on 



The Deer We Couldn't Eat. 



them, but the gaining was merel}^ a delusion. For several 

 miles we kept up the chase, but finally, through exhaustion, 

 w-ere compelled to call a halt and started home. 



We did not mention the occurrence to our guides, as we 

 were not very anxious for them to know tliat we had been 

 making fo(ds of ourselves. AVe were under the impression 

 that if our wind had not given out and we could have coj»- 

 tinued a mile or two further we Avould have bagged the 



