Evening star., 1923-09-02

get his buck. Besides, / think that
Kenneth is up there at the lodge"
Albright" he growled. "WeIl go
up there together and chase Kenneth
out of the woods
Old Rip rode with the cavalcade, as
was his duty as chief of guides. The
man regularly stationed at Snowdrift
and Kenneths familiar spirit were to
be conscripted into the party on ar
rival.
Client made no moan and for the
first fifteen miles he satisfied himself
and old Rip as gay cavalier. So Mr..
Chandler sprang another plot to ruin
him.
The elder Angus was taking things
easily an dlagging behind. The two
huntsmeh also being men of years,
struggled along to keep him company.
Old Rip kept within view. Mr.. Chand-
umbine. and as Eagle was showing a
bright and eager spirit Ghent found
himself leading the parade.
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CUDDENLY there was a clatter of
- hoofs behind him. and Mr.. Chand-
Ter appeared alongside. Eagle Jumped
out and Chandler gave his horse a
cut of the quirt. Chambers bay was
thrusting his nose ahead of Eagles
blue muzzle; Eagle resented this and
so did Client. He spurred.
1t became a wild gallop for half a
mile Chandler flSipp 1aafhar ILL q
jockey, but Client merely spoke
sweet words of cheer to Eagle and
gave him his head.
The road ran along the high shoul-
der of a hill. It's disappearing turn
down a steep slope was close ahead.
Chandler shouted a warning at Client
and checked the charging gallop of
his bay. Client vanished.
A quarter of a mile down the hill
road he managed to persuade the
ramping Eagle that speed was no
longer necessary. and turned back.
Columbine had been in fierce pur-
suit OF them. and now she was talk
ing to Chandler like a mother.
You ought to be ashamed of your
SELF" she was saying. You know
that Eagle is an old cow pony with a
reputation to sustain. Mr.. Ghent
might have been thrown at that turn.
You know he can't ride"
I'm beginning to think he can,"
muttered Chandler.
A few miles farther on the tireless
pointer dog that had followed the
cavalcade gave tongue in a way that
signified a coyote. Old Rips tele-
scopic eye picked the coyote out as
he squatted among the sagebrush.
"a pretty shot," suggested Rip, and
Mr.. Chandler plucked out his car
bine, dismounted, took careful aim.
and fired. A puff of dust few up near
the coyote. and then a yellow streak
whipped over the gray hills.
Another rifle cracked. Client had
fired from the saddle. The yellow
streak jerked up into the air and coll
lapsed.
That's shootin'" shouted Rip.
sheer luck" declared Client. TOO
they're a kind of pest. aren't they?'
CNOWDRIFT LODGE perched
- among the powders on the sunny
slope of the lofty ridge after which it
was named. not far from the crest.
The party arrived, took possession
and prepared it's traveI-sore bodies
with food, drink and sleep for the
great deeds of the morrow. Kenneth
was there; however. he sulked in his
room.
Paradise Peaks knew no game laws,
in practice, except those ordained by
the lord of the domain.
But as the faithful keeper of ihs
own preserves, Mr.. Angus ordained
that the does should always be
spared.
Ghent went out next day with
old Rip to make a pretense at deer
shooting. There was nothing else to
do, unless he wanted to stay on the
front porch and sulk with Kenneth.
After several false alarms. old Rip
stood up in his stirrups and peered
like a bird of prey. Then he stealth
lily got off his horse and began to
crawl down the slope, taking cover
behind rocks. Ghent initiated these
Indian tactics. At last Rip crouched
under the blasted trunk of a fallen
tree and waited. When Ghent came
up he looked over the tree and then
pointed.
"I don't see anything" Client whis-
pered.
"Well, there he is. even if you can't
see him. See him in your mind. See
where his head is. and his neck, and
his shoulder, and his foreleg. Put
one square into his shoulder, and
blow his heart out"
Ghent drew a mental picture Of the
deer, aimed with designs upon the
deer's heart, and fired.
Then came the sound of a falling
and a threshing about among the
aspen.
Got him. Old Rip leaped up Good
kidw
There was also the sound of another
commotion among the aspen, growing
more and more distant.
That's funny" said old Rip. Did
he get up and run? He ought to have
done his runnin' first. Never mind;
we'll find him"
= They went back to the horses and
then rode down to find the victim.
There was a deer among the "quak-
in asp" but it was a doe. Old Rip,
breathing strange oaths and lamenta-
tions. deduced this story. There had
been two deer. buck and doe, brows-
ing among the aspen side by side.
The doe had taken the bullet, and
thus brought calamity upon the repu-
tation for woodcraft of Paradise