Dale said bear and hound had gone over the ridge and as soon as the top was gained he would hear them again.
"Look there," he said, presently, pointing to fresh tracks, larger than those made by Bo's mustang.

"Elk tracks.

We've scared a big bull an' he's right ahead of us.

Look sharp an' you'll see him." Helen never climbed so hard and fast before, and when they reached the ridge-top she was all tuckered out.

It was all she could do to get on her horse.