This is the Facebook group for Clan Ewing: www.clanewing.uk
For those who are descended from the Pennsylvania Ewings, this is an interesting read: Allen Leeper's dary is quoted. John Ewing and William Ewing of Carlisle, PA would be either direct ancestors of mine or cousins; it's hard to tell with those names! Anyway, I suspect the visit mentioned happened on the property I've visited, and where I took rocks.
Andrew N Angie Burkholder:
Neat! I'll have to check this out! John Ewing is my Great(x3?)(my apologies just had a stroke things aren't clear just yet) Grandfather, William his brother an uncle. 1 (4 days ago)Deb Ewing:
If you are familiar with the property Plainfield, that's where I was, near as I could tell. 1 (4 days ago)Deb Ewing:
William Allen David was my ancestor. 1 (4 days ago)Brad Ewing:
My part of the Ewing Clan live on the western part of PA. My Dad was James Ewing and his family lives around Indiana PA, I believe in Ebensburg. 1 (1 day ago)Deb Ewing:
There are so many James Ewings :D surely still cousins. (1 day ago)
Is anyone descended from Rev. War Brig Gen James EWING,PA (1736-1806)?
Wife: Patience Wright (1735-1805),
Father: Thomas Ewing(1675-1743).
Mother: Susannah Howard Patterson Ewing Connelly.
James Ewing's military record is amazing, He fought with Washington throughout the war, but the history of his mother and the family that he grew up with is also a uniquely American story.
I found this story when researching my fathers German, Swiss ancestors. The area of Pennsylvania where James Ewing was born was near the "Swiss Colony" where Mennonites, Amish and other German & Swiss dissenters were settled by the Penns.
Susannah Howard's first husband was James Patterson, "The Indian Trader". It was his land that was a point of battle between the "Marylanders" and the "Pennsylvanians" in what became known as "Cresaps War" This led to the drawing of THE MASON-DIXON Line.
SUSANNAH Patterson then married THOMAS EWING and had 4 sons including Brig Gen James Ewing and Capt John Ewing(1740-1777).
Her third husband was an Irishman, John Connelly and she had one son Dr JOHN CONNELLY, (1744-1798). This son became a "notorious Tory" and was imprisoned in Philadelphia; James Ewing sent a letter from Suseguehanna, "April 4th 1777. " to John Connelly, while he was imprisoned.(photo below).
from An Authentic History of Donegal Presbyterian Church: Located in East Donegal PA, By Jacob L. Ziegler
There are stories about this Ewing Family www.ewingfamilyassociation.org
"War is all hell"~William Tecumseh Sherman
A documentary from Georgia Public Broadcasting and the Atlanta History Center about Cousin Cump.
WikiLeaks article on his father-in-law: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Ewing
DrRebecca Jane Ewing:
Good thing I got out of Georgia before anyone discovered that Sherman was married to one of our Ohio Ewing relatives! In fact, they had a son named Ewing Sherman. ;) (1 week ago)
Hi Ewings! Thanks for all of your answers on using the Crest on album art... Here is the final product and a link to listen/buy if you're interested (notice the subtle Crest at the bottom :) ).
My music is mostly licensed for use in commercials and TV, etc. but if you're a fan of instrumental, cinematic soundtrack type music, you might enjoy!
John Thor Ewing:
Thank you, Blake. Some of your music was already familiar before I discovered your site, but I had no idea who had written it. Enchanting. 1 (2 weeks ago)Brian Ewing:
I like it. (1 week ago)
Charity Rugby Dinner - Grampian Police RFC (me and my Dad)
Ps - dads trews MacEwan tartan (he has another pair in Ewing) Kilt - Aberdeen Granite (1 week ago)
40 years...6 kids...12 Grand Kids ....1000's of Memories ....And more Exciting Adventures to come !!...
Teri Choate Davis:
I wish ya'll Anniversary and Mother's Day to Barbara on Emily's post!!!! 1 (1 week ago)
What links Bannockburn with the Alamo?
from Andrew Morrison
TARTAN DAY SPEECH 2017, By Viscount Dunrossil | The Standing Council of Scottish Chiefs
As always, it is a pleasure and a privilege to be here, as we celebrate National Tartan Day and honor in particular those Scots who died here at the Alamo.
Jeannine Ewing McKenna:
Bannockburn, Illinois with the Alamo in San Antonio, Texas? ? (1 week ago)Modell Ewing:
There was a James Ewing that fought in the Alamo 1 (1 week ago)Deb Ewing:
Yes, cousin to my line. 1 (1 week ago)Cecele Cox:
His name is on a plaque there. 1 (1 week ago)Deb Ewing:
The Presbyterian Migration went to Texas and settled there. He's right about Scotsmen. (1 week ago)Charles E. Ewing:
3 (1 week ago)Charles E. Ewing:
My brother, his name is James. 3 (1 week ago)Jim Ewing:
My middle initial is L, so that makes me James L Ewing... 3 (1 week ago)Lynn A Ewing:
I believe he may have been a cousin to Sam Houston, this James Ewing. 1 (1 week ago)
(12) Rescue and
A gun shot in the distance pierced the silence startling Jim. "That must be Billy!" he thought, the noise came from directly in front of him and cautiously he investigated. Moving carefully he approached the direction of the shot slowly and methodically to make as little noise as possible. He wasn't talking any unnecessary chances in case that was not Billy. After no more than a few hundred feet, he heard what appeared to be horses. Moving closer he saw a bit of a clearing and there were two horses in an old barn, just in front there stood a log cabin. No doubt about it, he knew this had to be the Turnhill property and Billy must be close by. While trying to formulate a plan and doing the best to stay hidden, multiple questions raced through his mind. Fearing the worst, he did his best to keep calm. Lurking around the perimeter he stumbled upon what looked to be two unmarked graves, "OH NO" he gasped! "Those fellas at the gas station were telling the truth!" he thought. Since there was not a third grave, he assured himself Billy was still alive, "but was the hermit using him for bait?" He pondered. "I'll wait till it's dark and sneak to the cabin and look for Billy" Jim not only felt afraid for his own safety but he was now more concerned more than ever for Billy. Violence never played a part in Jim's life but this was a situation where something had to be done! Nightfall came as Jim watched the cabin from a safe distance when the door of the cabin swung open and a shadowy figure walked to the barn. The individual saddled one of the horses and disappeared into the night. Jim slowly emerged from the bush and creeped toward the cabin quietly as he could. "Here's my chance!" he thought. Approaching the side of the cabin, he peered through a window but was unable to see anything. He proceeded to ease around to the porch where he found the remains of Billy's poncho and pack! Anger mixed with fear boiled inside him as he pulled the hunting knife from its sheath and approached the front door. Turning the knob, the silence was broken by the slow creeek of the hinges as he slowly opened the door. The light from the fireplace flickered about the pitch black room as Jim looked frantically for Billy. A moan in the darkness caught his attention. Turning on his flashlight, he panned about and saw Billy laying tied up on the floor of the cabin. Rushing to his aide, he shook Billy calling to him with no response. "What has he done to you?!" Jim yelled. The door of the cabin suddenly burst open and a large burly old man walked in with a double barrel shotgun pointed straight at him. Jim looked down his knife laying on the floor heard the hammers cock on the shotgun. "Don't even think about it" "I've been looking for you boy!" the man said. "Now kick that pig sticker over here and don't do nothing stupid!" "This isn't how my life was supposed to end" he thought, when the old man said, "Your friend has a really bad concussion, he became delirious, I had to tie him up, I didn't want him to damage that arm worse than it already is, He was unconscious when I found him and I thought he was dead, when I saw he was alive, I brought him here." As he uncocked the shotgun and lowered it to his side. "Are you not going to kill us?" Jim asked as he trembled. "Kill you? Why would I do a fool thing like that?" the old man stated. "Well you just had a shotgun pointed at my face" replied jim "Well mister, you are a stranger that broke into my cabin with a knife in your hand, according to the law I'd be justified in cutting you down. Jim is it huh, I'm Robert, Robert Turnhill, you look like you could use something to eat" Not really knowing how to react Jim said "yes sir,....l have not eaten more than a few bites of jerky in a couple days now" "Well get up, come over here and sit down." Robert lit a kerosene lantern on the table the light filled the cabin. "All I got is some fried rabbit and biscuits from this morning" said Robert "That sounds good" replied Jim. After the much needed meal, Jim stated "sir we thought you are killer" shaking his head Robert replied, "I'm not much on killing except for when I'm hungry, although I was not at all happy to see you boys trespassing on my property, nope not at all!" "We heard you killed two men that came on your land" Jim responded "Killed them,....no,..scared the begeebers out of them,....yes!"remarked Jim "What of the two graves by the barn?" Jim politely asked. Dropping his head Robert replied,"That's my Nelly and Sadie, I lost them years ago...he drew a deep breath .......it's a hard thing for a man to watch his wife and daughter lay dying......and unable to save them" as a single tear rolled down his bearded cheek. "When I buried them, I took to myself here and didn't want anything else to do with the rest of the world!" Jim began to relate to Robert's story. "About your friend, I was tracking a big old buck the other day when I found your friend...like I said, he was in real bad shape,.....well I just couldn't leave the feller there to die now could I? I only got a few words out of him when he started talking crazy, he mentioned your name and something bout getting help, I got him here and went looking for you. You startled me a bit when I was tracking you, I figured you was scared and didn't know if you had a gun and I sure as heck didn't wanna get shot. Since you weren't that far from here, I doubled back and waited you out, Shoot, even a blind man could have followed the trail I left" "What about the shot I heard?" Jim asked. "That was supper you just eat, Looks like your friend is starting to come around" both looking at Billy. "Can someone tell me why I'm tied up" Billy asked. Leaning over his friend, Jim said it's a long story Billy-boy" as he untied him. That night as Jim closed his eyes and began to drift off to sleep, he couldn't help but think over all that had happened and that somehow he knew his life would never be the same again.....
(13) A New Beginning
Several months had passed since the hunting trip that almost cost Jim Burros and Billy Thompson their lives. Billy's wounds had healed and he was back to the everyday life he had before the incident. Jim however could not go back to the same routine he had created. Everyday somehow seemed different, more interesting as if he had awaken from a long and vivid dream. Jim had changed his priorities to allow time to enjoy some of the things around him. He noticed how much greener his lawn appeared, the sun had a little brighter shine, as corny as it may sound, even the air smelled different. He had never realized how the little things that were so easily overlooked now gave him so much joy. For once in his life Jim Burros could actually say he was happy. Jim made it a point to maintain the relationship he and Billy shared, not out of guilt but the true concern he had for his friend. Jim always felt awkward when it came to relationships, even with Billy, it was an adjustment to say the least. He was not about to use his childhood as an excuse to distance himself any longer. Jim had begun a new adventure, the hunt for a better life.
Any other day Jim would have started his morning early in his den with his favorite coffee and spread sheets while watching the news. The past couple of days had been different. He had on occasion visited a swanky little hipster diner several blocks from his home. Despite the decor, eight dollar coffee, and the vegan menu, Jim felt drawn to the place. It allowed him a satisfying walk that prepared him mentally for the day. Taking his usual booth in the corner, he pretended to look over the menu as she approached his table. "Good Morning Mr. Burros, what can I get you?" young Sarah said. Seeming to ponder the menu, Jim responded, "I just don't know, what do you recommend today?" "How about I bring you this mornings special with a coffee?" she politely asked. Jim replied, "That sounds great." Jim watched as Sarah took his menu and walked away. Sarah had captured Jim's attention in every way. Everything about her was attractive to him. He especially liked when she tucked her short dark auburn hair behind her ears revealing her beautiful emerald eyes. Her smile was one that could light up an entire room and a laugh that would brighten the darkest of days. Sarah was very polite and always considerate, she was the highlight of Jim's day.
(15) Something has to
Whenever someone asked Jim Burros what he did for a living, without going into detail, he simply replied, I work for a company that acquires companies. Being as successful as he was, he could have easily lived in an uptown penthouse entertaining some of Atlanta's elite. Jim chose a different life, that was a bit more practical and private. The solitude he once treasured had now become a prison as he longed for companionship. Jim was a businessman efficient in every way but he found himself awkward and cumbersome in social circles. Jim often felt out of character daydreaming about Sarah, thinking of what to say to her the next time they met. He would often make excuses to walk by the diner to possibly catch a glimpse of her as he passed by. He had to do something, there had been too much of life that he had missed out on, a decision had to be made.
(16) Phone Call
Weekends were when Jim spent his time going back over the transactions of the week prior. He began entrusting most of his workload to his staff to free up more of his time. Sitting alone in his den, Jim called the one person he could trust for advice. Billy answered the phone glad to hear Jim's voice. Amidst the pleasantries and small talk Billy could tell there was an unsettling in Jim's voice. "What's wrong buddy?" Billy asked. "Is it that obvious? Well.... to be honest I need some advice"Jim replied. Billy knew Jim was not referring to business advice because that was the one thing not discussed between the two. It allowed the friendship to be just that...a friendship. "What's on your mind" Billy asked. Jim proceeded to explain about Sarah and how she was the most beautiful woman he had ever met. "I cannot seem to get past hello without choking on my words" Jim stated. "Understandably so, you always were a shy one Jim, even in college you never did anything but study" Billy said. "What do I do?" Jim asked. After a long conversation of encouraging instructions, Jim felt a little more comfortable concerning the feelings he had for Sarah. Hanging up the phone with excitement, the next morning could not come fast enough. Jim decided that he was no longer going to sit back and let the world pass him by.
Saturday morning Jim did not even look through the menu as he occupied at his favorite booth in the diner when Sarah approached. Obviously fidgety, his mind raced for the right words to say. " Good morning Mr. Burros" She greeted. Jim smiled and said "Good Morning, I see business is kinda slow today." "We normally are this time of the week, what will it be today the special as usual?" "Not today, I just need to ask you something" he nervously replied. Smiling she asked "What kind of information could I give you today Mr. Burros?" "It's Jim..Jim Burros" he said. "Sarah Taylor at your service" she said holding out her hand. Jim delicately shook her hand as she asked "What's on your mind?" "I just wanted to know if you might consider having dinner with me... I mean that is if you are single, I'd like for you to accompany me on a date. A bit shocked she told him " Yes I am single and to be honest, It would be my pleasure to have dinner with you" as she smiled even bigger. "Honestly I was wondering when you were going to get around to it" she said. Wide eyed Jim asked "How did you know I was interested in you?" "A girl knows these things, besides I can see it in your eyes." She softly said. "Guess my poker face needs some work" Jim laughed. "No, a girl likes an honest face, it's a rare quality these days" Sarah replied. "How does next Friday evening sound, we can meet or I can pick you up, whatever you are more comfortable with, I'm not very good at this" he said. "Friday is perfect, you may pick me up at 7:00, here is my address and phone number. It's been a real pleasure to finally meet you Jim but I have to get back to work, I guess will see you Friday." Breathing a sigh of relief and the date arranged, the two exchanged numbers and parted ways. Exiting the diner, Jim could hardly keep his feet on the ground as he made his way down the sidewalk as he felt a true connection with Sarah.
(18) The Date
The following week felt like a month to Jim as he eagerly anticipated seeing Sarah again. Work had taken up more time than usual keeping him from the diner. It only fueled his anticipation to see Sarah even the more. Early Thursday, he ordered a nice bouquet of flowers and had them delivered to the diner with this written on the card attached:
I have made reservations for us to dine at Che' Bordeaux. I will arrive at 7:00 sharp to take you to dinner. I look forward to seeing you.
It was by no random coincidence Jim chose this particular restaurant, it was one used frequently to entertain business executives which made it easy to obtain reservations. Eager to impress his date, Jim spared no expense articulating every detail of the evening. The flowers arrived at the diner to Sara's delightful surprise. The sweet aroma of the bouquet filled the room as Sarah read the card. Tears welled up in her emerald eyes as she was lost for words. Jen, one of the other waitresses asked "Sarah, what's wrong?" "I can't go" Sara said. "Why not, you have been waiting on this date all week, and you certainly deserve for a gentleman to take you to dinner" Jen said trying to console Sarah. "It's the restaurant Jen, You know it is one of the most expensive and almost impossible to get a reservation, besides I don't have the kind of clothes a girl needs to go there, I'll just be embarrassed, I have to cancel, there is no way I can go! I just can't!" Sarah said weeping." Jen puts her arm around Sarah "Its more than the clothes, it's everything.....he's obviously rich, what do I have to offer? Jen, you know my family is poor, he will just think I'm seeing him for his money" "I....I just can't "....
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Carolyn Jackson McCulla:
Waiting for #19. Did you write these stories? (2 weeks ago)Aaron Ewing:
Good stuff mate. Keep it coming... 1 (1 week ago)Carolyn Jackson McCulla:
Does Sarah go on the date with Jim? Anxious to read more. (1 week ago)
Sometimes a man is given unspoken warnings that should be heeded and for two life long friends, it's a lesson they will never forget.....
Jim noticed how brisk the fall morning was as he stepped outside to pick up the daily paper then turned to head toward the kitchen. The coffee pot timer had gone off earlier having his favorite roast ready to consume. Slowly sipping his coffee, he stared out a foggy kitchen window and saw a young deer grazing on the hillside just past his well groomed Atlanta lawn. Immediately Jim thought back to his youth when his grandfather would take him on hunts outside his small hometown of Tupelo, MS. Nostalgically he was reminded of how the oil on his grandfathers 30.06 Springfield seemed to permeate the hunting camp mingling with the smell of breakfast cooking on the stove. His grandfather passed away suddenly when he was young so it had been several years since his last hunt. Memories like these rarely came to mind but somehow it was a bit surreal on this cool Fall morning. Jim was a successful business man that lived in the suburbs of Atlanta. His extremely busy lifestyle just did not leave time for much of anything...not even a family. A wandering mind and a restless soul caused Jim to consider possibilities of reclaiming a glimpse of his childhood. While in the solitude of his home, the loneliness that he often ignored uncharacteristically seemed to bother him a bit. Retreating to his den, he picked up his phone and began searching for his childhood friend and college roommate Billy Thompson. He and Jim talked on occasion but as many do drifted apart over the years yet shared the same interests. Hunting was a part of their youth and Jim, for some strange reason though after so many years that a hunt would be a good idea. Unfortunately it had been over twenty years since the last time he had even fired a weapon. While dialing Billy's number, he thought of how he should casually make the proposal.
As the men talked, they reminisced on days gone by. Since Billy still lived in MS, Jim asked if a hunt might be possible for the two in the near future because deer season was soon to open there. "Jim, are you sure this is a good idea, I mean it's been a while"Billy asked. "I will be with the greatest hunter in MS" Jim added. Reluctantly, Billy agreed and began to tell Jim stories he had heard about a place on the outskirts of a small close knit community South of him called Serenity. "It is one of those places that is so secluded, it doesn't even show up on GPS. But with a large national forest along its borders, how hard could it be to find? Billy spoke confidently.
Since Jim lived out of state, special requirements were needed and the two agreed on a date which allowed him to get properly equipped. Both men anticipated the much needed reunion.
Stepping into the taxi, Jim stopped and thought he probably should have let someone know where he was going but shrugged it off thinking "that's the excitement of the expedition" comparing himself to Indiana Jones..
(2) The Adventure Begins
Emerging from the taxi, Jim was reunited with his friend Billy with a strong handshake and brotherly embrace. As the two laughed and walked toward Billy's Escalade, Jim made jokes about how he did not look like much of an outdoorsman. The stories Billy had told Jim weeks before filled Billy's Cadillac and the two were like schoolboys on the way to the prom. The night was well spent at Billy's Southhaven, MS apartment catching up and planning the next few days in the wild. Billy had secured permission to hunt a large tract of forest close to Serenity by way of professional favors. Early that morning both men began a three and a half hour drive to Serenity which deemed more difficult than first imagined. Eventually the two rolled into the small community which had the only filling station within thirty miles and they needed to get gas, refreshments and a much needed stretch. Billy was supposed to meet his contact, the landowner, at the station an hour earlier but with poor cell reception it was impossible to call the gentleman and explain the would be arriving later than expected.
Billy asked jim to pump the gas while he went in and enquired whether or not the landowner had been by and if perhaps he had left any instructions. Entering the station, he noticed two old men playing dominos at a table on the left of the door. The attendant emerged from the back, he had on overalls with a shirt that had a name patch that read Gus. He was a medium built fellow with shoulder length matted brown and grease stained hands. His teeth were in long need of a good dentist but Billy got to the point and asked of the landowner. Gus rudely told Billy that he wasn't no message boy, but since the guy had given him a tip, he would be making an exception this one time. Gus handed Billy an envelope that contained a crudely drawn map, a single key, and a short note.
Here are the directions to my cabin and the perimeter of my property. The key is in the envelope, I cannot go with you because of a family emergency, you are welcome to stay as long as you like but make sure to stick to the map I have given you. People here are very protective of their land and do not like outsiders.
(3) Strange Occurrences
Jim walks in from the cold and is taken back a bit by the eclectic decor and unusual occupants. One of the two older gents playing dominos asked the two "Where you boys from?" Jim said " we were raised in Tupelo but I have lived in Atlanta for years and my friend here lives in Southaven. The three looked at each other and belly chuckled, "Y'all boys is out of yer element huh" Jim laughed and asked "You ever been through downtown Atlanta?" The three gave a smirk. As Billy paid for the gas, one of the old guys asked, "Y'all hunting the Edwards place?" Billy replied "as a matter of fact we are, why do you ask?" The three chuckled again, "You just stay on the Edwards property so's that you city boys don't get yourselves into no trouble" Jim replied "What kind of trouble" the fellow proceeds to explain that the Edward place was smack dab between the national forest and old man Turnhill's land."Old man Turnhill is a hermit that don't cotton to no strangers. Rumor has it that he done kilt a couple fellers like y'all that done wondered on his land. Don't nobody ever see him round here. That sure ain't nowhere for fellers like y'all to be, it'd prolly be a good idea for y'all to just go back where y'all come from" as the three laughed. Billy paid for the gas as the two exited the store and got back into the SUV. An uncomfortable silence stifled the air between them as they drove down the last poorly paved road they would be seeing for a few days. Jim broke the silence with a joke about Gus's hygiene and they both had a good laugh. They made light of the hermit story as Billy gave a suggestion,"let's listen to some tunes." As he searched through the static there was no station to be found so he turned off the radio an changed the focus of the conversation. "Jim, we are going to an unfamiliar forest with no guide, we have absolutely no cell service, and you have not hunted in twenty years." Jim really wanted to voice concern but instead said"Sounds like our adventure is getting better by the second Billy-boy."
After a thirty minute drive down back roads which were little more than logging trails that seemed to have a maze like meander about them, the two men found themselves miles from any highways or civilization. Billy remarked, "my associate tells me there are monster deer in these foothills and swamps, it should be no problem bagging a trophy!" The confidence and bravado that Billy possessed seemed to overtake any caution Jim might have had. Nevertheless Billy said "according to the map, we should be close to the cabin" and surely enough, up in the distance was an overgrown driveway that led to the old rustic hunting cabin they were looking for. As they got out of the vehicle the Jim notice the complete silence that seemed to overtake them. Jim stated, "Don't you find it odd how quiet it is here" Billy joked, "You live in the middle of Atlanta, when have you actually stopped and listened for anything other than street noise?"Jim smiled and gave a nod. Billy said "We got a lot of gear to unload, quit bird watching and come on" as he laughed.
(4) Roughing It
The two settled into the cabin and built a fire in the old stone fireplace. There wasn't much else in regards to accommodations besides a some old cots and a kerosene lantern. So they whipped up a couple cans of stew and tried to get comfortable and unwind. Both men quickly realized they were not in the comfort of their plush homes and the luster of the adventure somewhat seemed to fade a bit for Jim. As the they began to formulate a plan for the morrow, the daylight faded into twilight and both were ready for sleep. The events that transpired earlier had momentarily been forgotten by the cold weather and the fatigue of the drive.
The next morning came with an unsettling surprise, rain had moved in and looked as if to stay. It was a steady mist that will soak a man to the marrow of his bone. The two woke due to the drip of the many leaks that were in the cabin roof. Fortunately for them, it was not over either man's bed, but it had drenched what little fire wood they had accumulated and a good bit of their supplies. Agitated yet determined, the men salvaged what they could, and focused on the mission at hand. The two were determined to make the best of the weekend hunt. They both rallied their spirits and prepared to endure the harsh November elements. Billy said lightheartedly, "Look at it this way Jim, at least the deer will not hear us coming." Jim agreed and his enthusiasm seemed to return even though neither of them were prepared for the task that lie ahead. Starting the trek, Jim did not want to mention he had become somewhat uncomfortable without the guide that was supposed to lead them. His pride told him he had come this too far to back out now. One can only imagine it was the the familiar friendship mingled with the excitement of the unknown that pushed the Jim forward. It is strange how a man can sometimes be blinded to signs of eminent danger due to the the thrill of the hunt.
(5) On The Trail
Almost immediately the two friends being to see tracks of the prey they were hunting. Jim exclaimed "Billy, these tracks are huge!" The adrenaline pumped through the men's veins as they drove deeper into the bush.
Approaching a large western ridge , they spotted an enormous whitetail about a hundred yards down in a small clearing just in front of them. Both men were frozen in their tracks in awe of the majestic creature. Their hearts beat in their throats like a drum as they shook from head to toe with excitement. Billy prepared to raise his rifle and fire but was unable to get a clear shot at the animal. He began to maneuver slowly around the steep slippery ridge. His footing suddenly gave way and he plummeted down the slope tumbling for what seemed to be an eternity. Jim frantically called out to his friend but there was no sign of Billy. Carefully he began down into the abyss to search for his hunting partner....
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Good writing. Enjoyed it. 1 (2 weeks ago)Carolyn Jackson McCulla:
I am enjoying your stories, waiting for next installment. 1 (2 weeks ago)