The Outdoor Chums After Big Game - Or, Perilous Adventures in the Wilderness by Captain Quincy [pseud.] Allen
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"And another thing," laughed Frank, "I know now what he was about to
tell me at the time I was dragged away by my folks. I was asking him how I could ever recognize you, in case we met, and he put up his hand to his head, but I never heard the rest of it." "Why, of course, he was going to tell you that I had a mop of beautiful red hair, and that Teddy went with Reddy. I guess you'd have known me if you'd heard that," was the good-natured remark of the found one. On the following day the four outdoor chums determined to set out in a bunch to have a grand hunt, following the dense woods far down the valley. The last words of the old stockman were a caution in connection with the dry grass. "Be careful about a fire, lads. If you make one, be sure the last spark is out before you leave it. A forest fire would play the mischief just now, with everything so dry. But somehow, I've got hopes that the rain is coming soon," and he looked into the west, as though the few low-down clouds gave him encouragement. When noon came the boys had put up a couple of elk, but at such a distance that no one but Bluff fired, and he because he knew no better. "Do you think I wounded him?" he had the nerve to ask, whereat Jerry looked at Frank and just smiled broadly. "Anyhow, they ran off faster after I fired," asserted Bluff confidently. "I should think anything would," was all Jerry said, and if there was malice in the remark Bluff did not know it in his innocence. |
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