Every year men slaughter deer by the thousands; it seems only fitting that the tables be turned once in a while....
Instantly there was silence. Norma, the tall, slim girl, looked at her mother questioningly.
Robinson broke in before she had time to speak.
"We found a dead man on the road last night. Nobody we knew."
He heard Norma and her husband catch their breaths quickly. Then the telephone rang and he was on his feet. Norm Boody was closer to the phone and answered it. The remainder of the group went on eating, but every ear was tuned to the conversation.
He listened for a time, then said:
"I got a party of hunters who came in last night. They saw him on the road. We tried to call you but the wires were dead."
"Oh? So that was it. Okay, we'll keep an eye open. Haven't seen Bill, have you? He's coming in behind the plough? Good. We were worried about him."
"Telephone linemen came through this morning," he explained. "They picked up the body. That was Sheriff Walt Beardsly calling. He ain't blaming you boys. Says your tracks went r
A pretty good story about a deer hunting party that goes awry. Not an anti-hunting story, more of a "Nature balancing the books" story.
There are a couple of women in it, one naturally needs to be saved, but mostly it's a guy's story. The writing is good, and though there are seven or eight male characters, most can be distinguised from one another.
Not eerie enough to be a ghost or horror story.