He forgot it as a thing to be hunted for food; thought of it only as a harmless, beautiful creature in dire and horrible straits; a fellow-being in distress; and he at once set about being its helper.

With hatchet in hand he came gently in front, and selecting an exposed part at the base of the dead buck's antler he gave a sharp blow with the hatchet.

The effect on the living buck was surprising.

He was roused to vigorous action that showed him far from death as yet.

He plunged, then pulled backward, carrying with him the carcass and the would-be rescuer.