The Harlowton news. [volume] (Harlowton, Mont.) 1909-1914, 1910-02-25

though to Craze. The motor was
gaining speed with every revolution,
the dust out OF the short sod,
and streaking across the plain at
twenty-five mile gait. A gentle wind,
cool and sweet, blew in the faces Of
the hunters. Not a bowlder, shrub
or undulation marred the unbroken
field which stretched away for fifteen
miles ahead and widened now to
where gray-green line of trees en-
cinctured 1t with a dim belt OF tim
Der. Now, but a quarter mile away,
the antelope first realize the menace
of the racing monster. They are of
with a bound, headed for the fur
thest point of the vast oval, skimming
the earth like two dun shadows.
There is no hesitation now, no pause
in the twinkling strokes of their
flying limbs. Straight as an arrow,
faster and faster, winged with a new
and bewildering terror, these two
racers Of the plains actually gained
upon the oncoming Juggernaut as it
charges relentlessly after them. One
mile, two--the speed indicator crawls
up. 1t is an even race now, but
the brave quarry is holding its own.
The men are nervously clutching their
guns as "Flick," crouched low, hair
streaming, mucles tense throws on his
last notch of speed and holds on the
pickering spots of white and brown
that already grow larger.
1t is question of endurance now,
the dependability Of an implacable,
fire driven machine, dynamic with the
concentrated power Of forty-two
horses pitted against the matchless
courage, symmetry and desperation of
two full-grown antelope. Yard by
yard the distance dwindles, Parker's
rifle is rising and falling in his rapt
eagerness for the first shot. The
temptation is two great and at the
crack of the first gun jet OF dust
flies up ten feet short or the nearest
fugitive. Alive now to the fate that
is following them, the antelope wheel
at right angle and with a final burst
of panic-born speed head for the
shelter of the covering woods. Flick
sees the maneuver on the instant and
strikes the oblique angle to head them
off. They are heading at a sharp
angle to the machines new course
when the Tuning car dashes into easy
range and trembles as it stops. Pen
we'll is out now. He drops to one
knee and at the first shot the leader
stumbles, plunges headlong, but is up
again as his mate dashes past him.
"He's hit!' shouts Witter, but the
lame and the well have some speed
left and they are near to timber as
the car bounds after them. A deep
coulee intervines, trimming the woods
with an impossible trench hundred
yards wide. The unhit leader is just
vanishing into the shadows of
the trees as the car stops upon
the verge of the dry creek. The
wounded buck already had his fore
foot on the far brink when Penwell's
bullet fetched him full in the heart
and he tumbled dead down the steep
activity.
"What dye think of that for hunt
ing?" laughs Penwell as Olaf, the
7 Swede takes out his knife 10 draw the
f game.
, "Nax time we ban try fly-machine
) ant grab hooks.
The party passed many scattered
+ antelope within the next ten miles
! but distance, intervening bitches
D rough ground and timber prevented
s the approach OF the car until nearly
e noon, when they came upon table
' land much like the first scene of thei
' novel chae. Into this they venCuret
r and came suddenly into view of tiv
S resh antelope grazing we'll out fro n
the margin OF the trees. The will
r creatures paused but an instant t
r. stare at the intruding monster an
n then made off, as is their habit, in
d straight line for the point farthes
n from the enemy. Wise to their tixit
e of purbose, Flickinger, driving at to
a speed held his course at slight ang
le from that Of the game, edging impe
If ceptibly towards the timber int
d which, when they angled, the antelol
q must find the only possible shelte
W For six miles the race held on, bt
70 this time the exhausted creature
NJ did not wait before the car was
I'd range before turning. The chau
o. feur's ruse, however, gave him ne
IN advantage and the leaders had jul
e. disappeared into the forest whe
a the car came to dead stop. White
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