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and turned into the woods when I am upon a fresh track or rather tracks of a large buck and two young does. They had seemingly crossed the ice but a few minutes before me, so I trotted merrily on, keeping a sharp look out ahead. And now I try the snow and find that they underlinedmust be close at hand. Gingerly I tread over the crisp snow taking a cast round the track that I might come upon the flank of the deer, and now so cautious I fear to lean my weight on my foot, lest a treacherous twig should snap and alarm the game. Quietly yet at a good pace, on I move, my heart thumping against my ribs, again I make the track. The deer have left their file march and have spread to feed. I see where