HFOLLOW/NG 
THE DEER 
glided silently from tree to tree. 
That depression in the gray moss of 
a fir thicket, with two others near 
it — three deer lay down there last 
night ; no, this morning ; no, scarcely 
an hour ago, and the dim traces along 
the ridge show no sign of hurry 
or alarm. So 1 move on, following 
surely the trail that, only a few 
days since, would have been invisible 
as the trail of a fish in the lake 
^^^^ to my unschooled 
eyes, searching, searching 
everywhere for dim forms 
gliding among the trees, till — 
Tee-iLk, tee-tee-uk! Kaaab! 
Crash-bump! There are three mes- 
sages coming all at once like electric 
