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.)
However, when I next heard him he had evidently changed his course and
was going straight away from me. The sun had now risen, and following
after him I soon found his tracks. He was walking forward with the
regular wapiti stride, and I made up my mind I had a long chase ahead of
me. We were going up hill, and though I walked hard, I did not trot
until we topped the crest. Then I jogged along at a good gait, and as I
had on moccasins, and the woods were open, I did not have to exercise
much caution. Accordingly I gained, and felt I was about to come up with
him, when the wind brought down from very far off another challenge. My
bull heard it before I did, and instantly started toward the spot at a
trot. There was not the slightest use of my attempting to keep up with
this, and I settled down into a walk. Half an hour afterward I came over
a slight crest, and immediately saw a herd of wapiti ahead of me, across
the valley and on an open hillside. The herd was in commotion, the
master bull whistling vigorously and rounding up his cows, evidently
much excited at the new bull’s approach. There were two or three
yearlings and two-year-old bulls on the outskirts of the herd, and the
master bull, whose temper had evidently not been improved by the coming
of the stranger, occasionally charged these and sent them rattling off
through the bushes. The ground was so open between me and them that I
dared not venture across it, and I was forced to lie still and await
developments. The bull I had been following and the herd bull kept
challenging vigorously, but the former probably recognized in the latter
a heavier animal, and could not rouse his courage to the point of
actually approaching and doing battle. It by no means follows that the
animal with the heaviest body has the best antlers, but the hesitation
thus shown by the bull I was following made me feel that the other would
probably yield the more valuable trophies, and after a couple of hours I
made up my mind to try to get near the herd, abandoning the animal I had
been after.
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