HFOLLOW/NG 
THE DEER 
128 
WINTER 1TRAILS 
dozen deer standing near him in the 
winter woods and yet see none of 
them. There they were at last, two 
graceful forms gliding like gray shad- 
ows among the snow-laden branches. 
But in vain I searched for a lordly 
head with wide rough antlers sweep- 
ing proudly over the brow. My buck 
was not there. Scarcely had I made 
the discovery when there was a snort 
and a plunge up on the hill on my 
left, and I had one swift glimpse 
of him, a splendid creature, as he 
bounded away. 
By way of general precaution, or 
else led by some strange sixth sense 
of danger such as one finds every- 
||. : , ' where among wild animals, he had left 
