Ciudad Juarez

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ...long, under a grove of trees, and close to excellent water. At one end we found a "kill," recently covered by a bear. The earth was all torn up, where he had scratched it over the anticipated meal he wished to conceal. At the other end of the meadow was a much frequented deer-lick, well trodden down by elk-sign, and our hunting ground might be said to commence within a quarter of a mile of camp. Not a bad locality for a beginning, and, as it was a tolerably good substitute for the Blue Lake, we felt in a more heavenly mood towards our supplanters. Next morning Emmet was out an hour before dawn to watch the kill for bear, but Master Bruin declined putting in an appearance, so the interview never came off. I left camp with Tigee at daylight, and got right into a band of elk within half an hours ride after leaving. Three stags were challenging from different quarters. We tied up our horses, and went for the nearest, which was also the most favourable with regard to wind. The ground was heavy timber, with a thick coating of dead falls; but the stalk was easy, as the stag kept on challenging, and we were guided by the sound to where he stood, surrounded by half-a-dozen hinds, on the off-side of a piece of grass-land containing a deer wallow. He moved slowly to the edge of a thicket of young spruce before I got a chance to fire, as the hinds kept getting in the way; but it came at last, a nice easy shot at about eighty yards. There was a report, smoke, and a blank space where the stag had stood. The black powder had hung badly, and prevented my seeing whether he had been hit or not. He unquestionably was not there. Tigee was in an equally happy state of ignorance, and looked bad. "Perhaps you miss," he said, and I also felt...… (more)