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M. H. S. REVIEW Page Thirty-Three down on the water and say: Put your gun down, Jack. How would those fawns live without their mother, with the winter coming' on ? You're right as usual, Mark. I never stopped to think, dolefully replied Jack. The deer seemed to have been snapped out of their trance by the noise the paddle made on the water. They immediately turned and fled, uttering a shrill whistle. - The boys paddled on, Jack still watching the shore, thinking how foolish he must have seemed when told not to shoot. Oh ! he thought, What wouldn't I give for just one opportunity to show them what I can do 'f The ominous roar of the Ragged Rapids was growing louder. In a few moments they felt the water quicken. Mark told Bert to lay down his paddle and Jack to direct the rays of the light before the canoe. Jack felt a peculiar sinking feeling in his stomach when he saw the rag- ing rapids before the canoe. It meant certain death to be caught in them. Suddenly a large rock appeared to leap into their path. With a dextrous twist of the paddle, Mark brought the canoe to the right of the rock and into quiet water. A moment later the keel of the canoe grated on a sandy beach. Well, boys, here's the portage. Everybody out, called out the oldest brother. They climbed out of the canoe and on to the shore. In a few mom- ents they started over the portage. Mark led the way with the canoe and paddles on his shoulders. Next in line, Bert carried the spotlight, shining it directly in front of Mark's feet, so that he might see the many roots and ,stones which covered the narrow pathway. Jack brought up the rear, carrying the riHe. Here in the forest, all was wrapped in Stygian blackness, the inter- locking tree-tops above them not allowing the moonlight to penetrate to the groond. The hoot of an owl close by, made Jack jump nervously. He was glad that his brothers were in front of him and didn't notice his nervousness. His first night journey through the forest seemed very eerie to him. Suddenly a thump was heard on the canoe, as if a large, heavy body had fallen on it. An ordinary young man would have been borne to the ground under such an impact. But for several years, Mark had spent his time as a guide on the river or a baggageman on his father's boats. The outdoor work had made him strong and agile. Bert immediately directed the rays of the light upon the inverted canoe. There he saw, snarling and spitting, an enormous Canadian wild-cat. For a moment, there was no movement except the twitching of the big cat's tail. In this moment of emergency, Jack realized that at last his chance had come. He made good. Staring into the light, the cat could see nothing behind it, and so did not see Jack raise his riHe. The boy realized that if he did not instantly kill the beast, it would likely leap upon Bert. If he missed, he might send the bullet through the canoe and harm, maybe kill his other brotherj He slowly took aim. Then he pulled the trigger. There was a Hash and a roar. As soon as the expected shot was fired, Mark dropped the canoe, coming out from under it. As he emerged, he pulled his hunting-knife from its sheath, in case the beast was not dead. But there was no need of this precaution, as Jack's shot had penetrated the animal's brain, and it lay quivering on the ground beside the canoe.
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Page Thirty-Two M. H. S. REVIEW This story, by Marcel Bellehumeur, was awarded second prize in the contest.-lEditor's Note.j A QBppnrtunitp knocks Eur QBnce Bert Newton awoke with a start for a moment. The silence of the North Woods reigned supreme. The mellow moon-light filtered through the trees and into the windows of the little cabin in the wilds and shone upon two sturdy, healthy-looking boys, lying in a bunk. One was sleeping peacefully, if not silentlyg the other Sat erect in the bed, in a tense attitude which showed that he was straining his ears for a repetition of some unusual sound which had awakened him. These boys were brothers, sons of a wealthy ferry-boat owner of one of the lit- tle villages of Muskoka Lakes district. The busy summer season was over and the boys were spending the week-end at their father's hunting camp about five miles down the river from the village. Jack, who was was sleeping, was about fourteen years old, while Bert was four years his senior. Suddenly Bert heard a banging at the door. He immediately awakened ,his brother, who sleepily groaned, What's the matter ? Leave mei- Hello there, Bert. Let me in I interrupted a voice from the door. Oh I What a relief. It's only Mark, thankfully sighed Bert, as he leaped to his feet and made his way to the door, which he opened. Before him stood another of his brothers, a tanned, husky young man of about twenty summers, tall and well proportioned. Come on for a canoe ride, Bert, he said. The deer season open- ed about ten minutes ago. I brought a rifle and the spotlight and I think that we can get a nice buck to-night. Dad didn't need me for to-morrow and told me to come down and see how you kids were getting along. I'm willing and I guess Jack is too. Come on in, this October weather is cold. You must be nearly frozen after your long paddle down here. You mean November weather. November started about ten min- utes ago. That's why the deer season has opened. Hurry up and get ready. I A very short time later they were gliding down the moonlit river. Mark paddled in the stern, Bert in the centre, while Jack sat in the bow with the spotlight, which he shone into the dense bush on both sides of the river. The rifle was loaded and within easy reach. All the passen- gers of the canoe closely watched for any sign of game. ' Meanwhile, Jack was entertaining bitter thoughts. Being the youngest of the family, his brothers called him the baby of the family. He was of a nervous temperament and his brothers often teased him say- ing that he was yellow. I'd like to get a chance, he thought. I'd soon show them that I was just as courageous as they are. These thoughts were suddenly swept from his mind by what he saw. He gave the signal to stop the canoe and reached for his gun. All eyes followed the shaft of light to its end, where they saw a magnificent doe and her two fawns, staring at the light as though hypnotized. Jack pass- ed the light back to Bert who kept it focused on the deer. Slowly Jack took aim. Just as he was about to fire, he heard Mark slap his paddle
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