Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1907-01-21

eyes scanning the woods ahead of him and his gun ready for instant use. Only a hunter knows the thrill of such a moment.
 The game may be uncovered at any instant, or the snapping of twig may send it bounding away ill wild alarm.
 AS carefully as a Pawnee on the trail of a scalp, Mir. Bowser moved for ward. After he had gone a quarter of mile he saw that the tracks grew fresher, and in one of them he plainly observed the initials TX. |. E. F." After a moments thought he knew that these stood for 'keep your eye peeled" and he redoubled his wig , ilance. It was rewarded as he turned the next thicket. Something beloved and bounded away from him. He drew up his gun and fired, and after the smoke blew away he saw calf stand ing and facing him fifty feet away. In his ardor to get that wagon load of rabbits Mr. Bowser had not stopped to be critical about tracks. With heart full of thankfulness that Mrs. Bowser was not there and would never know | about 1t, he passed on. Five minutes later he found other tracks. He couldn't be fooled again. Here was real game afoot. Every print of the foot had the letter "R'' branded in it, and "R" stands for rabbit, even in the new way of spell 1 ing.
 ] Mr. Bowser took up the trail with fresh ardor. He followed it through thickets and over logs and across frozen ponds, and directly he found that it led across meadow straight for a farmers barn. He had only to recall his boyhood days to realize that rabbits and barns are inseparably connected. The barn was the lair of the beast, and he should be dragged forth and slaugh- tered without mercy.
 Clinging to the trail like savage i wolf to the footprints of wounded buffalo, MT. Bowser eventually reached the barn. In the open door in the win | ter's sunshine cat sat licking her 1 paws. Had Mir. Bowser been given l five minutes in which to think it over, he would have connected the cat and 1 the tracks and the barn together, but l while he was looking from one to the other and scratching his head farm the door back of the cat The farmers dog also appeared, coming from the house, and, feeling that he had been re- miss in his vigilance, he made up for it now by nipping Mir. Bowser in the leg.
 By thunder" exclaimed the Nimrod as he drew up his gun to shoot.
 Hold on, there!' cried the three men in chorus as they rushed out.
 "You are nice sort of man to keep such a cur around" stormed Mir. Bow ser, with all his joviality vanished.
 'What in the devil do you suppose keep a dog for except to bite tramps?' retorted the farmer.
 T am no tramp, as you very well know. Sir, there is a law against keep ing savage dogs, and want damages or will appeal to it. Who is to say that this bite won't give me hydropho- l bia ?''
 Ordered Off the Farm.
 And who is to care whether it does or not? What right have you got tres passing on my land? What are you doing here, dressed up like some dime museum freak? By John, if you are not over the fence in two minutes me and the boys will throw you oyer!'
 There could be but one ending to the situation.
 MT Bowser had tracked calf.
 He had tracked cat.
 He had been bitten by a dog without i excuse.
 His face got red, and his gorge rose. His eyes snapped, and his ears worked. He would have taken it out on Mrs. Bowser if he could, but she was far away, and the farmers were near by. He drew a long breath and told the three of them and the dog to go to that place where you don't have to buy coal in the winter, and next minute the conflict was on Mr. Bowser was rolled in the snow. He was punched in the eye and on the nose. The farmers tore and rent his hunting suit. They al- most husked him, as they would have an ear of corn. True, he fought back and left scars behind him, but he had to go. He had to go on the run. Even after the men got tuckered out the dog kept him going for spell. He reach ed home three hours earlier than was expected, and there was stern dig nity about him as he stood before Mrs. Bowser.
 "Well, I see that you got wagon load of something else," she observed.
 "And how? And why? Who put up the little job? Who planned to spoil my day? Woman, look me in the eye and answer my questions!"
 q told you you would lay it to me If anything happened"
 "Would be assassinistw he hissed, and after gazing at her for minute with folded arms he walked, one-two- three, down the hall and upstairs.
 M. QUAD.