e is ready, but where is the food?" said Firefly. It was not
long in coming. Hawk-Eye soon appeared climbing up the rock with a
young doe on his shoulder. He and Limberleg skinned it and cut up the
meat, and they had all the broiled venison they could possibly eat for
supper.

"We shall have to spend the night here," said Hawk-Eye, when they
couldn't eat any more. "We couldn't find a better place anyway. There
is water around the rock except on the land side. We'll keep the fire
bright, and we shall be just as safe as if we were in the cave."

Hawk-Eye spread the fire in a long line across the land side of the
rock. He built a sort of wall of sticks and branches to feed it, and
all night long it blazed and smouldered. They spread their skins on the
rock and slept peacefully in its warm glow.

The next morning dawned bright and clear, and the whole family got up
with the birds. They had more venison for breakfast, and when that was
out of the way, Hawk-Eye said: "We'd better get across the other river
early. There's no telling how far we may have to go to-day, or what we
may find on the way."

"I hate to leave this place," cried Firefly, "it's so beautiful, and I
am sure there is lots of game here."

"I hate to leave the doe-skin behind," said Limberleg, "but of course I
can't dry and stretch and cure it while we are travelling."

"We can carry enough meat to last us all day," said Hawk-Eye, "and that
will save lots of time. We won't have to stop to hunt for our dinner."

He tied a great piece of meat over the shoulders of Firetop and Firefly
and Limberleg, and took the biggest piece on his own back, and off they
started.

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Three.

It would take too long to tell you all about what a time they had
getting across the river. It was deeper than the first one they
crossed, and if it hadn't been for a lucky accident, they might never
have got across at all. When they came to the water's edge, Firetop saw
some turtles sunning themselves on a log a little way down the stream.
The log had floated down the river and had caught against a dead branch
that stuck out of the water. They were not so afraid of the water now
they had really been in it.

Firetop thought it would be great fun to catch a turtle. He pointed
them out to Firefly. "Come on," was all he said, but she knew what it
meant, and at once the two children waded quietl