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Michigan OAKLAND COUNTY
they always run, even when shot through the heart. But the hunter did not stop to look for any marks of wounded game. Close to where the deer stood was a maple sapling, which all at once turned its topmost branch silently, but quickly over, until it hung down by its side, displaying about ten feet above the animal's back the unmistakable marks of a gunshot wound.
You can guess the rest; how the maiden's laugh that rang music through the wood, sent discord into his soul; how he cursed the telltale bough that hung above his head; as with empty rifle he strode down that woodland path; and how in his reflections that night on the misadventure of the day, he came to the conclusion that the most uncertain of all things in this world was the way of a bullet in the air.
Oakland Co. Michigan
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