proposed the other quickly.

Accordingly, they started out, going down the valley.

"The walk will do us good, anyhow," declared Frank, "even if we don't
run across any big game."

"I was asking Mr. Mabie about moose, and he said that occasionally one
is seen in this region, though generally they hang out further east.
I've always wanted to get a moose, but was never able to be up in the
woods where they are found, when the law was off. How about you, Frank?
Ever shoot at one?"

"Never had that luck, though I've seen many in the summer time, in
Maine. Somehow, it seems to go against the grain doing this hunting at
such a queer time. I guess it won't be long before they have as strict
laws up here as we have to protect such game as deer and elk."

"How about panthers and grizzlies?" asked Jerry.

"They don't want to protect those fellows. You've got a right to knock
one over, or a wolf, any time you want, if he doesn't get you first,"
laughed Frank.

An hour later they separated, Frank to look along one ridge, while Jerry
had taken a notion to see what the other might have in the shape of
game.

Frank spent quite a long time scouring the woods that covered the side
of the valley. He had not put up anything worth while, and was even