Here they found a stiff breeze blowing, and it was much cooler than below.
"I see some game!" cried Dave, and pointed to a slope on the other side of the mountain.

Two deer were in view.
Scarcely had Dave spoken when a shot rang out and one of the deer jumped as if hit.

The other ran off and disappeared in the bushes.

Then, slowly and painfully, the second deer limped away.

A second shot rent the air, but the wounded animal was not touched, and a second later it followed its mate to cover..