DEER HUNTING LONG AGO
This story that I am going to tell you is as m father told it to me when I was a young ma-. and I am an old man now, ninety-three years old.
It was in the early days of 1815 when the mountain country of North Carolina was inhabited by bear, wolves, deer and many other wild animals.
In the summer months we followed hunting deer at night, which no doubt will be new to some of our readers. We called this fire hunting, as we always took a torch and let our canoes float down the river to where the deer come to the water to eat moss off the rocks, when *e heard the deer come into the water we would light our torch, and when he came in the light of the torch, one of us would fire at him. Many a fine fellow we took in this way.
But what I was going to tell you was a little joke on father and his pal, hunting in this way. One evening Phil came over and said he believed it would be a fine time to go fire hunting. So after supper we paddled off in the canoe to a place where the deer had been coming into the river to eat moss. We had just come around the bend in the river when we heard him start, and just about the time he came in the light of the torch Phil fired and in the place of stopping as usual, he came dashing around the end of the canoe and Phil said, "Sam, I believe we have shot a cow critter," and so it was—one of our neighbor's big bull's. As luck would have it. we did not have the old flint and steel rifle, bat an old army musket and our minds were set 1: ease when we paid our good neighbor a call next morning and his big bull did not look much the worse for his narrow escape, as his thick hide saved his life.
Dictated by Finley Greer.
Watauga Co., N. C.
Fur, News. Fur News, January 1916.
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