DWIGHT-WIMAN CLUB. 



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deer, which rolls over and crimsons the water in its 

 struggles. 



Back again to our watch, and we presently see 

 Matthews and Ed. Gouldie standing on the north 

 shore, to whom we relate what has just been set down. 

 After being compelled to hear some home-made wisdom 

 from Ned as to the flightiness of young people who 

 leave their posts, and the soft-hearted folly of giving 

 up a deer in the water to any one, white or black, we 

 all four portage back to Buck Lake. 



Scarcely was Hedley's canoe launched on this sheet 

 when the other boat, fifty rods ahead, began to speed 

 on remarkably. •* They see a deer, I guess," said 

 Archie, and when we rounded the first point there, sure 

 enough, were the antlers of a splendid buck which had 

 been leisurely swimming down the middle of the lake 

 but was now making frantic efforts to reach shore. After 

 heading him off, Matthews beckoned ur to come on, 

 and generously gave the Historian the chf nee of killing 

 his first deer. This he did, taking aim with such de- 

 liberation as to cause the onlookers to say : 



" Certainly, hang it all ! take an hour to get your 

 aim." 



*• Shoot, man, shoot ! " 



*' By the great smoke ! he'll be ashore afore you 

 make up your mind." 



Then, at last, the long-delayed shot took Mr. Buck 

 behind the ears and put an end to the r^ce. Euchre 

 ^esumed at night, Tom and Hedley again ahead. Ed. 

 and his brother left for Gouldie's to spend Sunday. 



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