H FOLLOWING 
THE DEER 
130 
WINTER 1TRAILS 
back and down wind so as to catch 
from a distance the scent of anything 
that follows on their trail. 
I sat still where 1 was for a good 
hour, watching the chickadees and red 
squirrels that found me speedily, and 
refusing to move for all the peekings 
and whistlings of a jay that would 
fain satisfy his curiosity as to whether 
1 meant harm to the deer, or were just 
benumbed by the cold and incapable 
of further mischief. When 1 went on 
1 left some scattered bits of meat from 
my lunch to keep him busy in case 
the deer were near; but there was no 
need of the precaution. The two had 
learned the leader's lesson of caution 
well, and ran for a mile with many 
