Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1913-05-08

1oiced by the sound of two heavy ami.
mails moving slowly through the for
est There was no doubt. from the
noise Of cracking sticks and the
rustling of dead leaves, that two
boars were coming leisurely through
the wood, roofing up the ground on
the way. They actually passed up
wind Of us and within thirty yards Of
where we sat, breathlessly waiting be-
hind dwarf spruce tree, but SO dense
was the thicket at this point that
neither Of us could detect a move
ment In the brushwood. We had,
however, the consolation Of knowing
the boars were making in a straight
line for where s. was sitting, and
would probably afford him chance OF
a shot. Then all was silent again for
a while, until suddenly a rifle shot
echoed from hill to hill, and was
quickly followed by another. Filled
with great expectations, we pushed
our way through the brushwood to
where We found s. using decidedly
strong language, and ruefully regard
ing the blaze on small sapling which
showed where his first bullet ha(
struck, and thus proved the means o.
saving big boar's life, since secont
barrel at running pig in such dens
timber was naturally hopeless Ala,
for vain regrets and lost opportuni
ties, 1t is always thus with the biz
heads. or the monster fish, which we
lose; and s., who had seen vile
boars in many lands, declared thai
this was indeed big one Since the
shots had probably cleared the neigh
borhood of game for time. we wend
ed our way back to camp.
At two o'clock next morning we
were astir, and after somewhat,
early breakfast took up our positions
on the hillside. long before the rising
sun appeared. Several hours waiting
and more battles with mosquitoes
yielded no sign of boars. Finally the
forester persuaded US to climb to the
mountain top. where we could take
up positions while he and his assist.
ant would walk along the hillsides.
We had not been waiting long be.
fore fox trotted up to within a few
feet Of my position and remained
listening for a while, until finally he
was allowed to pass on his way un.
molested. Soon afterward from far
below in the valley came wild shouts
from one forester, and it afterwards
transpired that two very big boars
had jumped up close to him and brok.
en- back in the wrong direction. In
short time the man himself arrived
breathless from steep climb and ex.
planned as best he could that he had
seen a boar go into a thicket below us
and. thought 1t might be possible to
get shot at him. Although feeling
very dubious about our chance of see.
ing the boar again, was induced. to
follow the forester in wild scramble
down a steep hillside, falling over
rocks, and into punches of brambles
or nettles, as we went. Finally we
reached a spot at which the second
forester had been keeping observation
on the place where the boar had been
seen, and shortly after entering the
thicket this man seized my arm and.
pointing to some dark object under q
tree said. in Roumanian, "Pig. shoot"
Now, the object in question might
have been rock. pig or anything
else, but It surely was no part of the
tree, and although 1t Is strongly
against my principles to shoot at any
thing unless l can clearly distinguish
what the object Is. decided to break
this rule once. and SO fred. Sure
enough. It was boar, but tho bullet
only grazed his, side. causing him to
jump forward into an open space be-
tween two trees. Alas! poor pig, this
was fatal. for second later another
bullet passed through his heart, and
my first Roumanian boar lay on the
ground