At Last There Was A Shout At A Side Door, And Running Out I
Found Faye Standing Up Very Tall And With A Broad Smile On His Face,
And On The Ground At His Feet Was An Immense White-Tail Deer!
He said
that he had walked miles on the mountain but had failed to find one
living thing, and
Had finally come down and was just starting to cross
the valley on his way home, when he saw the deer, which he fortunately
killed with one shot at very long range. He did not want to leave it
to be devoured by wolves while he came to the corral for a wagon, so
he dragged the heavy thing all the way in. And that was why he was
gone so long, for of course he was obliged to rest every now and then.
I was immensely proud of the splendid deer, but it did not convince me
in the least that it was safe for Faye to go up in that forest alone.
Of course Faye has shot other deer, and mountain sheep also, since we
have been here, but this was the first he had killed when alone.
Of all the large game we have ever had - buffalo, antelope, black-tail
deer, white-tail deer - the mountain sheep is the most delicious. The
meat is very tender and juicy and exceedingly rich in flavor. It is
very "gamey," of course, and is better after having been frozen or
hung for a few days.
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