H FOLLOWING 
THE DEER 
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Snow Bqund 
but with a score of hungry enemies 
prowling for them day and night, 
what can a poor grouse do? 
When a belated snow falls, you 
follow their particular enemy, the fox, 
where he wanders, wanders, wanders 
on his night's hunting. Across the 
meadow he goes to dine on the re- 
membrance of field mice, alas ! safe 
now under the crust; along the 
brook, where he once caught frogs; 
through the thicket, where the 
grouse were hatched; past the bull- 
brier tangle, where the covey of quail 
once rested nightly; into the farm- 
yard, where the dog is loose and the 
chickens are safe under lock and key, 
instead of roosting carelessly in the 
