Arrived at the other side, they hauled the canoe up and hurried through the thin belt of wood and willows that intervened between the lake and the prairie.

Here they paused.
"Is that the bluff, Joe ?" "No, Dick; that's too near.

T'other one'll be best--far away to the right.

It's a little one, and there's others near it.

The sharp eyes o' the Redskins won't be so likely to be prowlin' there." "Come on, then; but we'll have to take down by the lake first." In a few minutes the hunters were threading their way through the outskirts of the wood at a rapid trot, in the opposite direction from the bluff, or wooded knoll, which they wished to reach.