H FOLLOWING 
THE DEER 
62 
SUMMER 
Woods 
the wind or the rain — in a thicket on 
my right. Something- jumped into 
the circle of light. Two bright spots 
burned out of the darkness, then two 
more; and with strange bleats a deer 
came towards me with her fawn. I 
stood stock-still, with a thrill in my 
spine that was not altogether of the 
elements, while the deer moved un- 
easily back and forth. The doe 
wavered between fear and fascina- 
tion ; but the fawn knew no fear, or 
perhaps he knew only the great fear 
'\\klfl ^'^^ uproar around him; 
beside me, rested 
his nose an instant 
against the light, 
