g into the woods. "It is strange that so few folks
come up here to camp."

"Well, it's lucky for us," answered Whopper. "We shouldn't care for
many---especially of the Andrew Felps kind."

"Oh, don't mention him, Whopper. It makes me angry to think of him,
and I don't want my day's fun spoiled."

Soon the vicinity of the lake was left behind, and then the boys
began to climb the first rise of ground. Fortunately, the trail was
good and they made rapid progress. Arriving at the top of the hill,
they gazed around eagerly.

"Nothing in sight so far," said Whopper, after a long pause.

"Well, the day is young yet," was the hopeful answer.

Again they went on, and this time scared up several rabbits and also
several animals they could not name, so quickly did they disappear
again. The boys did not fire, however, being determined to do
nothing to scare the deer away, should the game be within hearing.

When, about noon, they came to a clear spring of water, they were
glad enough to sit down and rest and partake of their noonday lunch,
washing it down with copious draughts of water.

"Folks can say what they please," remarked Whopper, smacking his lips.
"When one is good and dry, nothing is so satisfying as a drink of
plain, clear water."

"You're right there, Whopper. How some men can prefer liquor is
beyond my comprehension."

"They don't know what is good for them, that's why, Giant."

The boys looked around the spring with care and made out several
tracks which they thought might belong to a deer. These led along
the trail they were following, and once more the boy hunters moved
on, refreshed by the rest and the lunch, and cheered by the hope
that they might soon get a glimpse of the game they were after.

Less than a quarter of a mile further on they found that the trail
came to an abrupt end in something of a glade at the foot of another
hill. There had been a landslide during the summer and this had
obliterated the path.

"Here's a go!" cried Whopper, gazing around in perplexity. "I
suppose old Jack Dalton didn't know about this landslide."

"We must be careful---if we go on, Whopper. That land may give
way. We don't want to get underground again."

"Not much! Once was enough."

They walked along the hill, and at last came to something that
looked a little like a trail. Then they went forward once more,
covering a good mile. The vicinity was full of rocks, and they had
to pick their w