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Show TO THE WAYS OF THE WILD Timid Doe Finds There Is Some Good After All In the White Dlpeds of the City. The heart of a deer, a poor, timid, pretty llttlo doe, must have been near to bursting with gratitude n fow days ago. Somewhere up among tho pines In tho moonlight she must surely sure-ly hnvo found a way, dumb bruto though sho Is, to tell her Jsympanlons of tho nntlcrcd tribe howltod nftor all Bre tho white bipeds of tho city when the hunting season Is over. Out of tho maelstrom ot queer sights and scenes of snorting, pulling monsters that ran on wheels and uttered ut-tered terrifying metallic sounds In which she found hersolf sho was transported trans-ported back to her natlvp environ mont In n motor car. Poor, little trembling creature. Bho" shook and cowered nnd looked ns though she were gazing upon tho ond from her great liquid eyes. They took her back to trjo mountains, loosened their hold upon (ho soft nock nnd sold to her: "Go. llttlo girl." Sho hpEititcd a minute, then, realizing realiz-ing what to her win iloubtlcea something some-thing beyond nil belief, sho sprang from tho tonncnu of tho motor cur nnd In threo bounds wns out of sight. Whatever caused the animal to Btra'y Into tho city from somo ono of tho noarby canyons no ono knows. Los Ang'olcs Times. ' |