"That remains to be seen."
"The first time you try it will prove it. I have seen them shoot with the telescopes, globe, and peep sights and all the new fangled notions, and they"re good only for fancy shooting. You"ve got to use that breech-loader off-hand, just as I do, or it won"t be worth a cent to you."
"I understand that a big black bear has been seen in the woods," said Herbert, in his loftiest style; "I"ve come to kill him."
Nick and Sam looked significantly at each other, and Nick said:
"That is what we are after; won"t you join us?"
Instead of responding promptly, Herbert said:
"Well, I don"t know as I have any objection to letting you go with me, though you must promise to do as I say."
Without giving this pledge, the two said they would render all the help they could, and the party moved on down the creek toward the pond.
"Have you a dog?" asked Nick of their new recruit.
"No, what do I want of a dog? He would only be a bother; you ought to send back that pumpkin of yours."
"We don"t expect him to be of much help, except to find the track of the bear, if he is anywhere in the neighborhood--_there!_ do you hear that?"
At that moment Bowser, who had trotted into the woods ahead, gave utterance to a hoa.r.s.e, resounding bay, which sounded as though his voice had also changed, for it ended in a dismal squeaking howl that made all laugh.
"He is on the track of something," said Nick in some excitement.
"A rabbit, I am sure," remarked Herbert, with a sneer.
The three started off at a rapid walk, which occasionally broke into a trot, and following the baying of the hound they turned to the right before reaching the big pond, and struck into the very heart of the woods.
Herbert was so much taller and lighter than his companions that he drew away from them once or twice, but was obliging enough to stop and wait.
Hurrying along in this headlong fashion they soon stopped, all pretty well out of breath.
Although Herbert had laughed at their tardiness, he was the most exhausted and the first one to wish to rest.
CHAPTER XV.
A SURPRISE.
All this time the baying of the hound continued, the sounds showing that he had circled and was approaching the boys, who were not a little astonished at the unexpected turn of affairs.
"That"s a pretty dog," laughed Herbert; "he is making fools of us all."
"There isn"t any need of that so far as _you_ are concerned," retorted Nick, losing patience with the slurs of their companion. "You had better wait till you find out what it means before you condemn Bowser."
Herbert made no answer, for the dog was now so close that the interest of all was centered on his actions.
"My gracious, what a terrible racket he makes!" exclaimed Nick; "there must be something unusual to excite Bowser like that."
The dog was not heard for several minutes, but the crashing through the undergrowth sounded nearer and nearer, and, as Sam declared, showed that Bowser had steam up and was going for something.
Suddenly the bushes parted only a short ways from where the three wondering lads stood, and, instead of the hound, some kind of a wild animal came toward them on a dead run.
The group were too amazed to think of the guns they held, and only stared in mute wonder.
The game did not see them until within a hundred feet, when he whirled at right angles and plunged away with arrowy speed.
As he did so, he exposed his flank to the young hunters, who could not have been given a better opportunity to bring him down, for the throwing forward of the foreleg, opened his most vulnerable part to the bullet.
But none was sent after him; at that instant he was recognized as a fine buck deer, with branching antlers thrown back so that they seemed to rest on his spine, while his legs were flung straight in front and then backward, as he took his long graceful leaps.
The boys had set out to hunt a bear, and were astounded that, when they dared not hope they were anywhere in his vicinity, a splendid deer should spring up and dash by them.
Before they could give utterance to their amazement, Bowser came along with his nose to the ground and baying hoa.r.s.ely.
Just as he turned to follow the deer, Herbert Watrous raised his breech-loader to his shoulder and fired point blank at him.
"What did you do that for?" demanded Sam Harper, striding threateningly toward him with his fist raised.
"Why--why--I declare! I thought it was the bear!" exclaimed the abashed Herbert; "I never dreamed it was the dog."
Sam was not disposed to believe this story, and he stood irresolute, strongly inclined to punish the city youth who had fired at his hound; but Nick compelled his angry friend to laugh by saying:
"You shouldn"t be mad, Sam, for Bowser is safe so long as Herbert aims at him. I don"t think he came within twenty feet. If he should hit him you can make up your mind it is an accident."
Herbert hardly knew how to answer this remark, for he saw that he had not done a very creditable thing, view it as he might, so he made a radical turn in the conversation.
"Who would have thought it, boys? We"ve got not only a bear, but a deer to hunt, and I say, may the best fellow win!"
And with this manly sentiment on his lips he broke into a rapid run after the buck and hound, the others following, forgetful of the little flurry a few minutes before.
It was not in the order of things that the lads should be able to make their way through the woods and undergrowth with anything like the speed of the fallow deer or dog. Hunters don"t expect to overtake their game in anything like a fair chase when all are on foot, but resort to stratagem.
By stationing themselves so as to head off a deer, they secure the one shot which is all-sufficient. It would be counted an extremely good piece of fortune could they obtain such a fair target as has already been given the young hunters; and, having let it pa.s.s unimproved, they scarcely would have expected to be so favored again.
It was natural, therefore, that they should make a pell-mell rush after the deer and hound, and that they should keep going until, once more, they were forced to stop from exhaustion.
By this time the baying of Bowser came to them so faintly that it was plain he was a mile distant at the least, while there could be little doubt that the buck was much farther off.
"Well!" exclaimed the panting Herbert Watrous, "I can"t say I see much fun in this; it"s too much like chasing a railroad train."
"No," added Nick, "I don"t see that there is any hope of running down the deer, who is more used to traveling than we are."
"Maybe he"ll come round in a circle again," said Sam, "and we may have another chance to see him sail by, while not one of us raises his gun."