You got to take the knocks with the fun." No one asked the Thread Man if he was hurt, and he did not like to seem unmanly by mentioning a skinned shin, when Jimmy Malone seemed to have bursted most of his inside; so he shouldered his gun and limped along, now slightly in the rear of Jimmy.

The river bridge was a serious matter with its icy coat, and danger of specials, and the torches suddenly flashed out from all sides; and the Thread Man gave thanks for Dannie Macnoun, who reached him a steady hand across the ties.

The walk was three miles, and the railroad lay at from twenty to thirty feet elevation along the river and through the bottom land.

The Boston man would have been thankful for the light, but as the last man stepped from the ties of the bridge all the torches went out save one.

Jimmy explained they simply had to save them so that they could see where the coon fell when they began to shake the coon tree.
Just beside the water tank, and where the embankment was twenty feet sheer, Jimmy was cautioning the Boston man to look out, when the hunter next behind him gave a wild yell and plunged into his back.