His hunch was right. It was not long until the deer didreturn, the doe leading as usual. He let the doe pass. He wasalert and at half draw when one of the bucks, a six pointer,came into view. My friend waited until he had a broadsideshot and loosed the arrow, which passed through the deer'sheart.
John Q. Bowhunter was now in a quandry; he knew thathe had alerted the first group three times within eight hoursand that they would be very cagey for the rest of the day. Itwas getting on toward 4 o'clock. The wind was not right fortrailing them. They would not go back to the orchard untilafter dark, so he decided not to molest them again then. Hewould go back and see if he could pick up the trail of thesecond group and see what luck he would have.
