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to Peshwego, who had looked with contempt on its light handsome barrels — perfect popguns compared to the heavy metal of American rifles. He would not at first believe that is was rifled, and said “it was a good gun for ducks, but next word underlined that thing can't kill deers, too light”.

We soon came on a fresh track on which we trotted merrily, till the state of words indicated that the deer was close, and we crept silently along, however with all our cation the deer saw or heard us before we caught a glimpse of him, and throwing up his white tail away jumped a fine buck at a tremendous pace. 6 deer we found with the same results, when the sun beginning to dip warned us to beat a retreat towards camp. giving up therefore all hopes of word for that day we lighted our pipes, and