In Watkins Glen, N. Y. last week State park officials found a deer perched on a narrow rock ledge jutting out from the face of a sheer 83-ft. cliff. What would happen if it tried to go backward or forward could be seen by looking down. In the gorge 35 ft. below lay the broken body of the deer's mate. Only hope of rescue seemed to lie in throwing a bridge from the chasm's opposite bank. But the park-men knew that their first move would probably startle the deer into leaping off the...
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