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"I thought I ht see a deer"

"Deer! hoh!" she cried in lofty scorn, reassu her nasal tone "You

is shore a tenderfoot! Don' you-all know that blastin' scares all th'

deer away froton looked confused "No, I hadn't thought of that," he

confessed stoutly enough

"I kind of like to shoot!" said she, a little wistfully "What sort of

a gun is it?"

"A Savage ston perfunctorily

"One of the thirty-calibres?" inquired the sunbonnet with new interest

"Yes," gasped Bennington, astonished at so e of

firearms

"Oh! I'd like to see it I never saw any of those May I shoot it, just

once?"

"Of course you may More than once Shall I coht still on that rock"

The sunbonnet disappeared, and there ensued a momentary coirl ca her way over the loose blocks of stone With the

finger-tips of either hand she held the pink starched skirt up,

displaying a neat little foot in a heavy little shoe Diagonally across

the skirt ran two irregular brown stains She caught hi down at therimace

She dropped her skirt, and stood up beside him with a pretty shake of

the shoulders

"Now let's see it," she begged

She exa down and back the