and
lit them, we lay down just in front, concealed either by a low bush or
by some grass. Thus we remained perfectly invisible, while the light
passed over our heads. Tim and I were near enough to see each other's
torches. While I lay crouched down, the thought occurred to me that
should by chance any Indians be hidden in the hummock, they would know
exactly where to find each of us, and creeping cautiously up, would try
to kill and scalp us separately. I therefore kept my ears well open and
my senses fully awake, to be ready for any emergency. I had not long,
however, to endure these unpleasant apprehensions, when I heard a slight
rustling, and presently caught sight of two faint lights just before me.
They were large and round, and I knew that they were the eyes of a
deer, in which the blaze from the pine-torch was reflected. The animal
stood quite still, and I had time to raise my rifle, and to aim between
the lights. I fired, and a large deer bounded into the air, and fell
close to me with scarcely a struggle. Almost at the same time I heard
Tim fire. I at once reloaded, and jumping up extinguished the torch,
and began dragging my prize into the open. While thus employed, two
other shots from the farther extremities of the hummock reached my ears,
and I hoped that our party had bagged three more deer at least. The
animal I had shot was too heavy to carry, but I managed,
notwithstanding, to drag it over the rough ground. I had not gone far
when I was joined by Tim, who exclaimed--

"Arrah! sure, I thought I had kilt a deer, but it's only a beast of a
grey wolf. However, it will serve to feed the dogs; and I hope your
father and the rest will each have knocked over a deer."

I asked Tim to leave the wolf and assist me in carrying the deer into
camp. This he did, and we got on very well. He was so vexed, however,
that he declared he must have another trial, as in a short time the
deer, which had been startled by our shots, would recover from their
alarm, and very likely return to the spot. Telling one of the men
whereabouts the wolf lay, he set off with a fresh pine-torch. In the
meantime my father and his companions returned with a couple of deer.
So hungry had the party become that no time was lost in kindling fires,
which had not before been done, and putting on the venison to roast.
The deer we had killed were not more than sufficient for a couple of
meals to each man, and Tim was hailed with con