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ingly I was given fifteen minutes to run around, a mile 
or so, behind some rising ground. Meanwhile the rest 
of the party scattered themselves about in different. 
places, and at the given time my brother, having 
approached within easy range, opened the fray by 
bringing down a noble buck. At this first shot the 
whole band—a solid mass of several thousands of 
deer—was thrown into confusion, and they rushed to 
and fro, not knowing which way to flee. Simultaneously 
with my brother's shot, I opened fire on them from the 
rear, and our armed men charged from the sides, while 
the other two were obliged to take refuge upon a great 
boulder to avoid being trampled to death. The band. 
was speedily scattered, but not before a woful slaughter 
had been made, and an abundant supply of fine fresh 
meat secured, for which we were sincerely thankful. It 
was fortunate that there was wood at hand to make a 
fire with and dry the meat. Having slain as many 
animals as we required, the men were set to work to 
prepare dried meat for the rest of the trip. 
This stroke of good fortune gave us much encourage- 
ment, as we thought we had now nothing to fear from 
lack of provisions. Several days were spent in drying the 
eighteen or twenty carcases, which were preserved, and 
while this work was progressing my brother and I 
had ample time to roam over the hills and view and 
photograph the bands of deer which were still every- — 
where about us. After the slaughter of the first day we 
carried no rifles with us, but armed only with a camera 
walked to and fro through the herd, causing little more 
alarm than one would by walking through a herd of 
cattle in a field. The experience was delightful, one 
