Charles W. Sanders, Sanders' Union Fourth Reader
“ A large crowd collected on the bank—men, women, and children,—anxious for the fate of the little animal. Some threw themselves into boats, hoping to intercept the hound before he reached his prey. But the splashing of the oars, the voices of men and boys, and the barking of the dogs, must have filled the beating heart of the poor fawn with terror and anguish; as if every creature on the spot where it had once been caressed and fondled, had suddenly turned into a deadly foe. 8. It was soon seen that the fawn was directing its course across a bay, toward the nearest borders of the forest. ”
