Tue Aroostook SABLE. A5 


Next morning at daybreak, we were again awakened by a 
slight noise, this time in the porch, and creeping to the 
window, we looked out and saw the same little cut-throat 
with the bright orange mark, making sad havoc with our birds. 
He had been there some time, as he had the rabbit and _part- 
ridges down upon the ground and was having lots of fun, up 
to his back in game and feathers. He ignored his own catch 
and had sadly torn our birds. Again we reached down the 
shot-gun, this time meaning death to the destroyer. Loading 
with duck-shot, we softly opened the door, when he instantly 
took the hint and was making long leaps for a leaning birch. 
As he reached the tree, the duck-shot overtook him, killing him 
instantly. A day or two after, upon the old hovel, and near- 
ly over the same spot where he committed the murder, he was 
hung beside his victim, in front of a back ground of newly 
peeled white birch-bark, occupying the most prominent place 
over a bunch of partridges, with a saddle of venison and a hand- 
some string of trout beneath, when all were photographed by 
the Doctor. 
