Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-10-31
CHASED Nv aoncAr.
Windsor Hunter Has ThrilIna Ad-
venture in Fox Pond Solitudes.

/ Windsor is famous more ways
than one. 1t is a very common occur
renee nowadays to hear of some thrill
| ing adventure that some one of the
residents of that section has expert
fenced. Probably about the most ex-
citing encounter was handed to a gen.
tleman who wished his name omitted,
| last Saturday, while hunting in the
vicinity of Fox pond.
The gentleman in question started
| out bright and early, Saturday morn
| ing. with dog, to PASS the day in the
wilderness in search of game of any
variety that might come along. While
at the north end of the pond. it was
noticed by the hunter that his dog
was at the southern end of the body
of water, barking furiously. AT first
he paid no attention to the dog, think
ing it had squirrel or something of
the sort, barking at it. But as the
dog kept on barking. the now
anxious hunter thought it about time
to investigate.
Fox pond, to those who have seen
it, needs no introduction in the way of
its gloomy surroundings. Quite con-
trary to most small ponds there is not
"a spot in the whole makeup that is
suggestive of beauty. Hidden by
huge ugly shaped trees, surrounded by
marshes and hideous looking rocks
the place will make even the most
brave culver as they approach.
AS feeding grounds for ducks it has
but a few superior. The pond itself
has very little water excepting times
following heavy rains, some sort of
pond grass growing almost across in
places.
All these freaks of nature were con-
stantly turning over in the mind of
the hunter as he sped along toward
the spot where Rex" the dog was
barking at his loudest, Soon the
gentleman drew near the tree under |
which the dog stood, Peering from
the foremost branches Of huge hem |
lock, with teeth swapping and eyes
sparkling like fire, there crouehed a |
huge bobcat, in the act of bouncing
down upon either the dog or the pale |
faced hunter who had then come into |
his sight
Well, it was no place for a nervous |
man, as almost anyone will agree, /
with nothing but common, single /
barrel, 12-guage shotgun, and No. 5 |
shot. "One good look at the animal |
was enough to make one wish that |
they had said goodbye to mother be-
fore they had left home" declared the |
gentleman to a Journal man, 1
What finally happened? Here is the
most thrilling part Of the whole story.
Crouching low on the limb of the tree
the savage animal peuneed down upon !.
the dog. For minute, the hair and
fur flew some. first one was on top /
and then the other, was the way the !
man who was doing the looking on.
put it. With deliberate aim the
hunter leveled his gun on the crit /,
ter" and hanged. but the charge evil /
IDENTIFY went wild, for it failed to take !
any noticeable effect on the ferocious )
beast only making him fight all the
harder.
Again No. SIS were fired at the bob |
cat. This time enough of the shot
took effect so that the cat turned
upon the hunter With wild cry of
terror that fairly made the rocks
shake. the hunter. took to his heels. !
over rocks. stumps, through swamps, !
he would have climbed tree If he
could only have found one.
Joe Knowles adventures. Why not
a single one could compare with this
incident, All the time Rex was !
climbing on after in a vain effort to
save his master from destruction. !
Realizing that the dog was close upon |
his heels, the bebeat turned from his !,
course and again tackled the dog. The
hunter kept on going and he didn't |
look back, either, but sailed right !
along until he landed home. About an
hour afterwards, the dog came home f,
minus a portion Of his hair and also |
bleeding quite freely from scratches
and bites. The bobcat went in some |
the hunter doesn't know
where, nor does he propose to- investi-