The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-10-29
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A ride Of ten minutes brought us to the
Colonel, and after a few minutes more,
sspsnt in adjusting the stands, we parted,
and each proceeded to his appainted place.
Pet WIS soon tied up behind d, plum thick
81, some two hundred yards out of The
drive, and walking back 10 my stsNd, I
sounded the "buck-load" OF sixteen whist
lers in my right.hand barre! ! and the green
kley IN my left, put on ftesh scoppers, and
throwing my gun across my shoulder, walk
! ed to and fro. impatientlyslis.euing Sfor,the
dogs; but | heard no sound, except.the dis
tsnt shouts Of the boys, rs they rode about
beating cover and cheering the dogs TO
hunt. Suddenly, three or four quick yelps,
followed by burst Of music. brought rue
to u stand; but, alas for tho futility Of hu-
man expectations! above the, clamor OF the
dogs, came the crack Of whip, aud Jeetn's
voice, meliowed by the distance, Was heard
in angry tones:
Come back, yah! you good -for-nuttin'
cussed, little rabbt.dog, you! I sway
NAUSEA hab for shoot da puppy, fore he
spile ebery dog in tue pack!"
"Confound the puppy" muttereJ /, as
turned to resume my walk; but ere | had
taken asingle step, my attention was rive
ted by another sound --"yow- oo.oo!" What
is there in that silvery cry that sends the
blood bounding through every vein, and
stretches every nerve TO its utmost ptch2
Reader, that is Bounder's trail note, and
there's game afoot. Listen, now, for Nell
and Killbuck. There they are! the soft
soprano of the one, and the deep double.
bass ofthe other, mingling musically With
B0unders tenor Nearer and nearer comes
the cry, and still that broken, quayering
tongue tells that the buck is still crouching
in his bed, vainly hoping that the Internal
cIamor-for such to his ears must it be-
will sweep past him, as he covers beneath
the brushwood. Nearer and nearer, ill /
can see the gleam OF old Bounder's snowy
throat, rs he howls out his excitement, and
snuils up the warm scent, aud still they are
only trailing. Excitement was beginning
10 give way to bitter disappointment--fo
was now sure the buck must have sneaked
cut of the drive before reached my stand
when, hark! what a burst The cry
opened alta little gun-lhickel, not hun,
dred yards from where ] stood. Ia dashed
the dogs at one side, and out burst the buck
at the other. For single instant, he stood
undecided-R was but an iustant-and lie
was otf with the speel OF flight; his spread
ing antlers laid back upon his outs,setched
neck, and his white flag streaming in the
breeze behind him.. | WAS standing per.
fsctly motionless, and he was too much oc-
cupied with the clamor behind him TO ob.
serve me; and as he dashed by within forty
yards, picked up my gun-and fired. The
buck bungled for few yards, fell, recover
ed, and finally pitched heallong on the
ground, gave one conyulsiye shudder, aud
the next instant my blade was in his throat
As the warm blood flowed freely from the
cash, l looked up for the dogs 10 come-.p
and take their share. To my -assaze,',ent,
there was not one near;-~ru as raised my
head, caught--stfe cry, as it it bore down
towar.i--tne Doctors stand. Inow perceiv.
Ised, what my excitement had prevented me
from noticing before, /. e., that another deer
had jumped up before the dogs, and while
they followed him off, running by sight,
my buck had slipped of 1unperceived, and
in the confusion of his terror, had become
separated from his companion probably
an old doe leaned on my gun aud lis.
tened to the receding cry, when bang! bang!
came the sound of the Doctors barrels. and
all w%s still. Before had finished reload
ing. heard three notes of horn-the
well known signal of ..meat in tue pot, !
raised my horn TO my lips, and returned
the signal; and dragging my quarry to tue
foot of blasted oak, mounted Pet and
role for the rest of the party. Upon arri.
wing at the Doctors stand, found them
all sitting on their horses. contemplating tn e
tat carcass Of fine old doe, which hung
from the branch of a neigbboung oak.
Isn't she beauty, Bobl" asked the
Doctor, as rode up.
''P'eity good, Doc; but I'll show you a
pair of horns, by and by. will make her
hide her diminished head"
John was soon despatched 10 press some
trash or shingle cart into service to carry
home the deer; and taking Daddy Jeems'
$50 ehristened by Kit Gillian, though no,
over eighteen years old,) we proceeded Ia
take tue next drive; but the dogs went
through't without once opening. Nor was
our succeeding effort moro successful: foI
though The dogs traied about for nearly an
hour, they finally left the drive without
starting. Tired of this kind of fun, we
agreed to defer the rest OF the hunt until
afternoon. So, seeking shady mock near
small but limpid stream, We were soon
stretched out ut ease, aud preparing to
crafty the wants of the inner man.
'HalIo!" cried Kit, who had been busily
engaged in making drinking cup Of his
horn by fitting stopper to the small end
Of 1t, ewho's got a atogramlp
My mouth being just then "too full for
utterance," 1 silently handed him my flask
"Ahi that smells natural, now Gentle.
men, here's 10 General Jackson and lie
tossed of bumper Of the pure stuff.
. Kit" mumbled Tom, through his busy
jaws, 'yon never told us how your nose
got spoiIt.n
"Confound you" was the gruif rejoinder,
I've told You n dozar, t;spa,-I coI Jo.,,,