THE HUNTER.

Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 51, 1 March 1941, Page 10 (Supplement)

THE HUNTER.

Blue Beaver -lung the quiver over his tdiouidor ami ilirti-t back the flap Hi his wigwam. To-inoniiw we move south, and this i- my la.-t i-liam-c." lie hissed, as tef; glided pa>t the gleaming caniD fire.- - Red ISiitfal". I in* boy's fat£ a, had warned liiin •io t i>i venture into lie avi•'>il~ ai night i■ * r ;t was dasgeroDs. Bui Blue Boa\it hail only laughed—ie ua - nut afraid: Not far away h" conld hear the .sound of the Rushing River and the moon smiled through the ' pines ae the Red: Indian fed darted towards his canoe. At last lin free, he cried with jov. "free to enjoy a night of adventure in the forest!" Blue Beaver smiled as he zfg-zaggal through tlie rocks and skimmed swiftlv down the river. Suddenly, iii- eves shone with excitpmcnt, for in the moonlight he spotted a herd of deer racing to the edge of t£» river to drink. With a few t=wift strokes of his paddle he ran ;]i_e canoe ashore and leaped To the bank. 1 wan;:! 11 arrow whizzed from his bow. but fell short and buried its liral! in the mud. Ihe deer stiffened for t split second and then raced lil?e the triadinto the far depth- of the forest. Fit a fui! hour Blue Beaver followed iiaid on their trail and at last he sal down on the stump of a tree to* rest. Sifddenly. his eye*? jiopped open wide, for a grizzly bear wars creeping across the clearing towards him. J Panic-stricken. tlu> young lad flung aside his ijuiver and darted into the shadows—hut the grizzly bounded atter hi in! Blue Beaver sweived in and out" of the jiines. but the savage bear seemfd to gain at every stride. The strain of the nights hunting began to tell on him. His head began to swim and his lungs felt as though they would burst. Suddenly, the young lad's eye§ brightened. for he saw the gleaming camp fire not far ahead —and so did thp bear! With an angry grunt the grizzly stopped and darted swiftly away. Blue Beaver gla need over his shoulder and gasped with relief. At last he was safe! As he lay panting in the darkness ol his- own wigwam. Bed Buffalo's warning Hashed through his brain, and the voting boy made up his mind never again to laugh at his father's advice —it was fa r too dangerous! •