THE WILD LIFE OF LAKE SUPERIOR 



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Photograph by George Shiras, 3d 



A DOUBLY-INTERRUPTED MEAL 



These twin fawns, on finding a pile of cabbage leaves behind camp, considered themselves 

 in rare luck, but as the head of one was lowered the thread running from the stick on the 

 left to the tree on the right released the flashlight; then the flame of the powder burned a 

 string, releasing a leaden weight connected by a string with another flashlight and camera, 

 thus showing a peaceful scene^ during the first flash (see opposite page), and the efforts of 

 the fawns to bound away in different directions just as the second flash exploded. 



started toward their assailant, "using lan- 

 guage common to those parts ; but, ham- 

 pered by bare feet, they were unable to 

 overtake him, and when last seen he was 

 headed in this direction, going strong." 



"CHASED BY WILD INDIANS" 



Without further explanation, we knew 

 that our unfortunate visitor had seen the 

 glowing eyes of the cat, as it sat on the 

 window-sill, and at such distance the 

 section-house could not be seen; so, very 

 naturally, he fired, thinking the eyes 

 were those of a deer. But what had be- 

 come of him and our light was now the 

 question. 



Toward noon a stranger appeared, and, 

 depositing the lantern by the tent, pre- 

 pared to depart with only a bare greeting. 

 This, however, did not suit our idea of 

 the situation ; so he was asked what had 

 become of the man who borrowed the 

 light. Thereupon he said that Pat had 

 crawled into the tent during the night 

 with a tale about "being chased up the 

 track by a band of wild Indians brandish- 

 ing tomahawks and spears," and if he 



"had not been a sprinter they would have 

 gotten his scalp." Furthermore, he said 

 he intended taking the first ore train in 

 the morning for the mines. Before leav- 

 ing, however, he told how he had fired 

 at a big pair of green eyes, following 

 which came a crash and a chorus of war- 

 whoops, and he added that this was all 

 the deer hunting he needed for the re- 

 mainder of his days. 



THE END OF THE MIGRATION 



As the number of hunters increased 

 along the railroad each fall, scaffolds 

 were built a little way to the north on 

 some of the approaching runways, thus 

 cutting off those lying in wait at the 

 track and leading to many controversies. 



On one occasion, when still hunting 

 along a trail, I found the remains of an 

 Indian deer fence running for half a 

 mile to the southwest, showing that years 

 before the O jib ways of the Lake Mich- 

 igan shore had taken advantage of this 

 migration. 



It has always been well known that 

 deer will not jump even a low obstruction 



