Heem like blood.

Smell um--come make big shoot to-night.

No blood, no bait--no wolf shoot!" Mukoki no longer maintained his usual quiet, and it was evident to Rod that the Indian considered his mission for that day practically accomplished.

After taking the heart, liver and one of the hind quarters of the buck Mukoki drew a long rope of babeesh from his pack, tied one end of it around the animal's neck, flung the other end over a near limb, and with his companion's assistance hoisted the carcass until it was clear of the ground.
"If somethin' happen we no come back to-night heem safe from wolf," he explained.
The two now continued through the swamp.

At its farther edge the ground rose gently from the creek toward the hills, and this sloping plain was covered with huge boulders and a thin growth of large spruce and birch.
Just beyond the creek was a gigantic rock which immediately caught Mukoki's attention.