was greatly relieved when he finally crawled behind the coverof the stump.
He got in a shooting position where he could see the deerthrough an opening in the tangle of bushes, weeds and briarsthat grew around the stump. He waited until the deer's headwas down. Then he drew, took a careful aim and loosed. Thearrow was low; it seemed to brush the hair on the undersideof the deer's chest. The buck flinched, turned around andlooked at the arrow. He smelled it and even struck the arrowwith a front foot. He sniffed, he looked around, and then wenton about the business of feeding. Henry nocked anotherarrow, corrected his aim and shot again. He saw the arrowstrike behind the shoulder. The deer clamped his tail betweenhis legs, staggered forward, and then leaped and boundedaway toward the woods.
