Outdoor pastimes of an American hunterRoosevelt, Theodore
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Outdoor pastimes of an American hunter
Roosevelt, Theodore
Hunting -- United States; Hunting -- West (U.S.)
but a hurried examination in the fading light showed me that he had
taken the opposite course, and I scrambled hastily out on the other
side, and trotted along, staring into the brush, and now and then
shouting or throwing in a clod of earth. When nearly at the head there
was a crackling in the brush, and out burst the wounded buck. He
disappeared behind a clump of elms, but he had a hard hill to go up, and
the effort was too much for him. When I next saw him he had halted, and
before I could fire again down he came.
On another occasion I spied a whole herd of whitetail feeding in a
natural meadow, right out in the open, in mid-afternoon, and was able to
get up so close that when I finally shot a yearling buck (which was one
of the deer farthest away from me, there being no big buck in the
outfit), the remaining deer, all does and fawns, scattered in every
direction, some galloping right past me in their panic. Once or twice I
was able to perform a feat of which I had read, but in which I scarcely
believed. This was, to creep up to a deer while feeding in the open, by
watching when it shook its tail, and then remaining motionless. I cannot
say whether the habit is a universal one, but on two occasions at least
I was able thus to creep up to the feeding deer, because before lifting
its head it invariably shook its tail, thereby warning me to stay
without moving until it had lifted its head, scrutinized the landscape,
and again lowered its head to graze. The eyesight of the whitetail, as
compared with that of the pronghorn antelope, is poor. It notes whatever
is in motion, but it seems unable to distinguish clearly anything that
is not in motion. On the occasions in question no antelope that I have
ever seen would have failed to notice me at once and to take alarm. But
the whitetail, although it scrutinized me narrowly, while I lay
motionless with my head toward it, seemed in each case to think that I
must be harmless, and after a while it would go on feeding. In one
instance the animal fed over a ridge and walked off before I could get a
shot; in the other instance I killed it.
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