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when the cow saw me and bolted, with the 

 bull after her. 



"As they disappeared I yelled at them, 

 never expecting to see either of them again. 

 Imagine my surprise when the old bull stepped 

 forth from the woods above and grunted at me. 

 I shouted again and waved my hat, and the 

 fellow grunted more fiercely still, and started 

 for me. I stepped forward to meet him half- 

 way, when back he skipped into the woods. In 

 a moment he was out again, and for five minutes 

 he and I kept up that dance. I decided that 

 before long he would bolt, as he had evidently 

 given up his idea of charging me, and so I de- 

 termined to risk a shot. 



" The distance was great, pacing 365 yards, 

 and the light almost gone. In addition to 

 that the caribou stood face on and hidden 

 from the shoulder down by a bush. I thought 

 he stood in the very edge of the woods. Rais- 

 ing my .303, I held squarely for his forehead 

 between the eyes and fired. He disappeared 

 instantly. 



" ' He's gone now,' I told myself. But I 

 had expected to miss, and did not feel very 

 badly, considering the circumstances. But I 



walked to where he stood, and to my surprise 



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