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ROOSEVELT'S LEGENDARY HUNTS This story is among 60 chapters in John Seerey-Lester's The Legendary Hunts of Theodore Roosevelt. The 200-page book features more than 150 paintings and sketches. The book is available in two versions: a hardbound Gallery Edition for $50, and a deluxe, leather-bound Hunter's Edition of 350 copies, each signed and numbered by the artist, for $150. Also available is Seerey-Lester's Legends of the Hunt—Campfire Tales, a 200-page book that features fascinating stories about legendary hunters, trappers, and explorers, and their harrowing encounters with wild animals. Legends of the Hunt—Campfire Tales is available in four beautiful editions: • Gallery Edition – Hardcover, $60. • Buffalo Edition – 350, leather-bound, S&N, with giclee print, $150. • Leopard Edition – 250, leather-bound, S&N, with hand-colored giclee print, $250. • Black Leopard Edition – 100, leather-bound, S&N, with original 8x10- inch painting, $995. To order, call (800) 849-1004 or visit www.sportingclassicsstore.com. located, he could see blue smoke wafting up from the fire. As he walked across the glade he could see both backpacks ready to go. He called out to his companion and walked around camp until he came upon his lifeless body lying beside a fallen tree. The body was still warm, and his friend's neck was broken. On his throat were four deep fang marks. It looked as though the creature had crept up on his companion while he sat by the fire, broke his neck by wrenching his head backwards, and then bit into his throat. There were signs that the beast had frolicked around the camp after the killing. "Well, that was some story," said one of the ranch hands. "Yep," said Bauman, "and it's all true." "Well, what was it?" asked Roosevelt. "I guess we'll never know, Mr. R.," answered Bauman. "I left everything except my gun and high-tailed it out of there, never stopping to glance back." Did anyone mention Sasquatch? n The campfire continued to blaze, illuminating the glade like a small amphitheater. The trappers were relieved that the creature had not attempted to invade their camp. They decided to leave the next day, but not until they had retrieved their traps. At daybreak they began picking up their traps, and once again they were all empty, even though the area was full of critters. As they worked they had the uncanny feeling they were being followed. Every now and then they could hear rustling noises and the odd snap of a twig. By noon they were almost back to camp, easing their fears. Bauman said he would go to the pond and pick up the last of the traps while his companion returned to camp and gathered their gear for the journey. They would have to travel by foot down the mountain to where their ponies were picketed in a meadow. Twilight came fast in the mountains and by the time Bauman returned, the light was already fading. From the edge of the glade where their camp was 40 • S P O R T I N G C L A S S I C S