"I reckon you youngsters know how to take care of yourselves.

A mountain lion! Why, don't you know, most o' the cowboys would run a mile if they see that beast a-lookin' at' em?
Such shootin' is great!" "Well, we don't want to meet any more of them," answered Dave.
"No, the rest of them can keep their distance," added Phil.
"Did you get the deer home all right ?" questioned Roger.
"Oh, yes, and the folks were a good deal surprised and pleased.

The girls are going to have one of the deer stuffed and mounted, for the Wadsworth home.

They said it would please Mr.Wadsworth and Professor--let me see--I reckon it's Professor Pans." "No, Professor Potts," said Dave.
"Well, I knew it had something to do with cookin'-things," answered the cowboy.

"Mr.Endicott told me to be careful and tell you not to shoot everything there was in the mountains, as he wanted to come out later for a shot or two." "I guess there will be enough left after we get through," said Dave, with a smile.
The cowboy had had a hard ride and he was willing enough to eat his supper in peace.