From that point they
made out nine or ten deer a distance to the north of them.
"This is certainly a great chance," said Snap, enthusiastically. "We
don't want to miss it by carelessness. Remember what Jed Sanborn
told us."
All looked to their firearms, and then went forward with scarcely a
word. Coming to the last fringe of brushwood, they got down on their
hands and knees and moved on until the game was brought once more
into view.
The shot offered was certainly a good one, and in a few whispered
words the young hunters decided what they would do. Each was to aim
at his own deer and fire as many shots as he pleased. They took
their positions, and Snap asked if they were ready. A dead silence
followed.
"Fire!"
All of the shotguns went off in a volley, and then the shots came
scatteringly. Three of the deer went down, dead, and one was
mortally wounded. A big buck got a glancing shot in the flank, and,
mad with pain and terror, turned and leaped in the direction of the
young hunters.
"Look out!" ejaculated Shep. "He is coming for us!"
"Give him another shot!" yelled Giant.
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