behind it Tony was accustomed to sit in the early gray of the morning,
waiting for the turkeys which he hoped to entice that way by means of
his long line of shelled corn.

"You see I build my blind," said he to Harry, "and then I don't come
here till I've sprinkled my corn for about a week, and got the turkeys
used to comin' this way after it. Then I get back o' that thar at night
and wait till the airly mornin', when they're sartin to come gobblin'
along, till I can get a good crack at 'em." With this he sat down on a
log, which Harry could scarcely see, so dark was it in the woods by this
time.

"Are you tired?" said Harry.

"No," answered Tony; "I'm goin' to stop here. I want to be ready fur 'em
before it begins to be light."

"But how am I to get home?" said Harry.

"Oh, jist keep straight on in that track. It'll take yer straight to the
store, ef ye don't turn out uv it."

"Can't you come along and show me?" said Harry. "I can't find the way
through these dark woods."

"It's easy enough," said Tony, striking a match to light his pipe. "I
could find my way with my eyes shut. And it would not do fur me to go.
I'll make too much noise comin' back. There's no knowin' how soon the
turkeys will begin to stir about."