"But be careful, or you may trip up on some frozen twig and shoot somebody." Mile after mile was passed, but no further game came to view, much to Tom's disgust.
"Not much right around here," said John Barrow, as he saw Tom put his gun back over his shoulder.

"The boys from Timber Run have cleared the ground putty well.

But you'll see something sure a little further on--and maybe more'n you bargain for." "I'm not afraid of big game, Mr.Barrow.We faced some pretty bad animals when we were in Africa and out West." "I allow that must be so, Tom.

But you want to be careful even so.

A big mountain deer or a bear aint to be fooled with, I can tell you that." About eleven o'clock they came to the first falls above Timber Run.