Morning journal and courier., 1885-12-01
the servants take charge of the horses. and

l the servants take charge of the horses, and 1 now we begin to steal along on foot, almost ] on our f6Hrs, all eyes and ears, and with the least possible noise. The example hesets is ! not easy to follow; withered branch on
 which step snaps, and then he throws back l at me glance which says, as plainly as can be, that if dare do anything of that sort again, he'll murder me. He slips forward on tiptoe, and we men follow, closely sheltering ourselves from tree stem to tree stem until
 in a few minutes we come up to the edge of
 an opening, where stsnd 8 row of doe feeding
 on the grass. It is my right to fire frst-the
 favor had been awarded me befofehand-
 but to save my life I cannot. "Shoot at the
 roe" are the words breathed into my ear by
 the baron, who is etouehed at my elbow with
 his own piece at aim to fire in case I fail to
 hit. My eyes wide open, and I that
 the sun has thrown bright colors over the
 spot. Beech trees and pines on the further
 edge of the opening and gid in charming
 tones. The light air breathing in our faces
 is no longer nipping one. There, their
 patches of red hide showing against the rus
 set brown Of the bank of fallen leaves, stands
 the couple at point-blank range, and still I
 cannot fire. But the matter must be quickly
 decided, for the doe may at any moment step
 between us and her lord, or some of us may
 make audible sound that is sure to frighten
 them away. l cannot shoot; if do, I'm sure
 to miss and, so thinking, whisper, 'sYou
 shoot''-remember I had not had gun at
 shoulder these dozen years or more, and
 never before had once aimed at splendid
 buck-and shoot he did, to kill, too, and
 then all breathed again After this we
 rode about in search of wild boar, but all in
 vain. 1t is next to impossible to or ever
 find one. He gsts over great distances
 in single night. One or two of them raw
 aged croft hard by the night came, and it
 was hoped they would still be loa6ng around,
 waiting to favor another unfortunate peas ant, but if they were we could not find them.
 At one place magnificent doe stood short dozen yards from us. trembling like leaf with the excitement of a sudden shock to her nerves. Her sex saved her-shooting doe Is strictly forbidden-and she suddenly disappeared in the thicket Then the fores ter put in ambush and commenced to "call." His object was to call up the deer by initiating the cry of their mate. Some times the imitation is done with a leaf but our forester did it with q sort of flageolet, on which he gave a short, half-complain- ing cry. Two or three were called up this way and killed, not, however, until after hours Of prolonged expectation and eager ex- cltement had passed. Once two graceful lit tie fawns came up in all their lovely inno- cence and gazed about in puzzled azement. The shades of evening were beginning to fall when our horses were in the road again. We galloped back to the chateau with as hearty an appetite mortal 1onged for. The dinner was good, the wines delicious, the music and the talk afterward was excellent and interesting, and that night I slept as quietly if in my own virtuous bed at Paris. 1