Trail and Camp -Fire 



still for a while, listening for a grouse to hoot. 



" Across from where I stood was quite a 

 high mountain, covered with bunch grass and 

 a few scattering pines ; the snow had not all 

 gone, especially near the top. I had not 

 stopped very long when I saw a deer coming 

 over the hill, and from the way it was running 

 I knew there was something after it. Soon I 

 saw two coyotes down to the right, and from 

 the way they were running I thought they 

 were trying to head the deer off from the river. 

 Soon I saw two more on the trail, and then I 

 saw two more to the left, and it looked to me 

 as if those that were on the flanks were run- 

 ning the fastest. There was a crossing in a 

 gap in the ridge I was on, and I knew the deer 

 would come through that gap ; so I ran down 

 toward the gap, not that I wanted to shoot the 

 deer, but I wanted to shoot at the coyotes that 

 were on the deer's track. 



" I had not got quite down to the gap when 

 the deer came through. It was a whitetail 

 buck, and he was doing his best to get to the 

 river. I had but a short time to wait when 

 the two coyotes came along. I whistled when 

 they got opposite to me and they stopped and 

 looked up. I fired at the one that looked the 



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