FOLLOWING 
THE DEER^ 
then thrust his head between my arm 
and body, so as to shield his eyes, and 
pressed close against my side, shiv- 
ering with cold and fear, pleading 
dumbly for my protection against the 
pitiless storm. 
I refrained from touching the little 
thing, for no wild creature likes to 
be handled, while his mother called 
to him in vain from the leafy dark- 
ness. When I turned to go he fol- 
lowed me close, still trying to thrust 
his face under my arm; and I had 
to close the light with a sharp click 
before he bounded away down the 
road, where one who knew better than 
I how to take care of a frightened in- 
nocent was waiting to receive him. 
63 
Summer 
