Back in the 50' s my Granddad used to travel from Ohio to PA for deer hunting. One year, first day of season (doe only day) he spotted several does feeding together. After watching them for some time, Gramps chose the largest doe and shot her. When getting to the deer, it turned out to be a nice 8 point buck. He didn' t know what to do, he was very honest and it bothered him. He gutted and cared for the carcas and covered it with brush and his jacket to keep the critters off of it. He went to eat lunch and met a man. After talking to this man for a couple of hours, he felt that he could trust him with his " doe" story. The man assured him everything would work out alright and together they formed a plan of what to do.
Next day they both went to the deer,(the following day was buck season) and fired a shot, brushed the frost off of the deer and dragged it out. Grandpa brought that deer home tied to the front fender of his car.
Everything did turn out fine.
HOWEVER, the following year Gramps met up with the very same man to hunt with him. After hunting together for a few days, the man showed Gramps his credentials, he was a game warden with the state of Pennsylvania. He told Gramps that it was an honest mistake.