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Identifier: n3rodgun10cana (find matches)
Title: Rod and gun
Year: 1898 (1890s)
Authors: Canadian Forestry Association
Subjects: Fishing Hunting Outdoor life
Publisher: Beaconsfield, Que. (etc.) Rod and Gun Pub. Co. (etc.)
Contributing Library: Gerstein - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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be-tween an old lumber camp and and thenarrows of Wolf Lake—without success.Only one deer was seen that day by anyof the party and that passed between mybrother and thedoctor, but too far awayfor either toreach. Ac-cordingly we re-turned to campwi t h o u t anygame but fourpartridgeswhich the boysknocked overon their wayhome. Luck wasagainst usagain o n Fri-d a y althoughdogs ran welland put a largebuck betweenthe stands inthe marsh tothe east of theSouth River.Several shotswere fired a thim but we wereall too far awayfor any of us toreach him. Rainfell heavilynearly all dayand the highwind rolled thewaves from thenorth on o 1 d Lake Nipissingin such fashion as to in-dicate that our sport for the week wasnearly ended. The stormstill continued on Saturdayand we arranged for a run at noon. Afterreaching our stands two dogs were putout and an hour later the booming of mybrothers gun told us something was try-ing to get past at the marsh. After thethird shot a loud halloo indicated that
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DISTURBED WHILE AT LUNCH ON THE WATCH. the deed was done and a large buck hadfallen shot through the head. There wasno prouder man in the district than thelucky one who did the shooting, it beinghis first deer. Every season for the pastten years had he hunted and at last suc-cess had crowned his efforts. No won-der he was proud ! One of the partyhad a camera and we are able to showThe Despat-cher at Work.Sunday w espent quietly inwriting to thedear ones athome tellingthem o f o u rgood and badfortunes for thepast week. O n Mondaythe dogs werestarted as soonas we had timet o reach ourstands. Aboutten oclock Isaw a fine buckcoming my wayAs soon as hewas withinrange I openedon him withthe Winchesterand at the thirdshot he drop-p e d , shotthrou g h theneck. The am-ateur, Arthur,hurried over tome and assistedin hanging himup. The deerdressed we satdown on a con-to chat over my success,saw my brother runningstand and in a venient log Presently I down towards Arthurs few moments a fine buck

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