The new enterprise. (Madison, Fla.) 1901-1908, 1901-12-25

\ Illu Oh AuAitlNnLu was
N ss1sslg y yooS no5ro1 1a t ll5
Yale Of Lethnot. Forfarshhe-conse-
Quently game was abundant; but all
the woods and grounds were carefully
patrolled by many Keepers and bal
lifts. But in face Of all this poachers
were numerous, and bold, and many
stories are told about them. recol-
lect n rather amusing incident.
At that time there were two very
determined poachers-I think one Of
them was named "Drummond.' They
were both well known, and gave the
keepers a good deal Of trouble. The
head gamekeeper had resolved to cap
ture them single handed, and to this
end he had been secretly watching
their movements. He knew full well
that they had game in their possess
sion, but how to make the capture
was the difficult part, for they were
very shrewd and cunning.
The keeper had been out watching
several nights In the hope OF securing
them and their booty. At last his vigil
is about to be rewarded. The night
had been little showery, heavy
clouds kept scudding across the face
Of the moon, 1t was the fall Of the
year, but the evening was pleasantly
warm.
The keeper had carefully secreted
himself among a clump of tall broom
and whin bushes, 1t was not long be-
fore he discovered his prey. One Of
the poachers had what appeared to be
a grain sack on his back, and, by
glimpses Of the moon, our hero could
see that there was something bulky in
1t. "Hares, no doubt" chuckled the
Keeper, land perhaps pheasants. Aha!
now | have them at last. At the prop
err time I will give chase and catch
them"
Just then the moon glinted forth
again, and convinced him that he had
made no mistake, for the men were
within thirty yards Of him. "Ahal my
bilies," the keeper again chuckled to
himself. "Forsooth, q sack full of
my hares, but have got you this
time" And out he sailed from his
ambush. The bushes parted, and out
the conquering hero goes with blood
in bis eyes.
But "the best laid schemes Of mice
and men gang aft agley," for another
dash Of moonlight assured him that
the poachers had seen him, for they
had already started to run; but the
Keeper was fleet of foot, and gave
rapid chase. A cloud came over the
face Of the moon, and they all but
lost sight of each other.
Not a word was spoken, but on sped
the pursued and the pursuer. Anoth.
err rift In the clouds revealed to the
Keeper that he was gaining on them.
One OF the poachers was falling be-
hind-it was the one with the sack.
Now was the time for "Gamie." He
yelled at the top Of bis voice, (which
by the way was equal to a steam cal
hope) stop thief; have caught you
at last my fine fellow; Botany Bay
Tor you this time" He was now close
on to the fleeing man with the sack
The poacher stumbles and rolls oveI
an old stump. the sack going one way
and the man another. 'Now, sir,
screamed the keeper, turn my hare,
out Of that sack" mo, won't de-
anything Of the kind" growled thu
poacher, as he scrambled to his fee
nmping badly. "If you want to know
what is in 1t you must unite the sacl
and find out for yourself" "Aha,'
snarled the keeper, II will soon d.
that and he whipped out his knit,
to cut the string.
The poacher was moaning and limp
Ing badly, so the "Gamieo Thought
that there was no chance OF him trv,
ing to escape. "You scoundreI. Is Won,
ng broke| IL think 1t is," moaped
the poacher. "Ahl there now viii
seq how many Of nay beauties you
nave got In there" proceeding to cut
the string that was lying the sack.
his head leaning forward near the
mouth Of the bag.
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