Beyond Oak is No-Man's-Land.

We take our chances on water after we leave here." When we had unsaddled, unpacked, and got a fire roaring on the wide stone hearth of the cabin, it was once again night.
"Boys," said Jones after supper, "we're now on the edge of the lion country.

Frank saw lion sign in here only two weeks ago; and though the snow is gone, we stand a show of finding tracks in the sand and dust.
To-morrow morning, before the sun gets a chance at the bottom of these ravines, we'll be up and doing.

We'll each take a dog and search in different directions.

Keep the dog in leash, and when he opens up, examine the ground carefully for tracks.