where the men detrained two heavy Army wagons had been awaiting
them, these wagons having been sent on two days ahead.
On the first day after leaving the railway the hunting detachment had
marched some eighteen miles; on the second day fifteen miles had been
covered, and now camp was pitched more than ninety miles from Fort
Clowdry.
The little village of wall tents stood some fifty feet away from where
Privates Slosson and Kelly were now busy getting the evening meal.
There was still about an hour of daylight left. It was not expected that
many of the hunters would be in much before the sun went down behind the
western tops.
"It's chilly to-night," announced Sergeant Terry, standing back and
watching the two soldiers at work.
"It's hot," grumbled Slosson, piling on more wood and stirring one of
the open cook fires.
"All a matter of where you happen to be standing," laughed Noll, diving
into the tent that he and Hal occupied. When Sergeant Terry came out
again he had on his olive tan overcoat.
Three days of incessant hunting had been indulged in. "Enjoyed" would
have been the word, only that so far the men of the detachment had not
struck very heavy luck with the game.
It was not Hal's fault. He, confessedly, was not an experienced hunter
in the Rockies. Corporal Hyman was an old hand at the hunt, and there
were other soldiers in the detachment who could find the wild game when
there was any to be found. Up to date, however, the game had been
scarce. A few mountain antelope and some smaller animals--but these the
hungry hunters had eaten as fast as they bagged.
The party consisted of Sergeants Overton and Terry, Corporals Hyman and
Cotter, twelve privates and Lieutenant Prescott.
Mr. Prescott was not a detailed member of the detachment. He had secured
leave from the post and had asked to be accepted as a guest. For this
reason the young West Pointer did not attempt to command in camp. Each
morning the officer accompanied which ever party of hunters he chose.
Every day two of the soldiers were left behind for the double duty of
watching the camp and of cooking the morning and evening meals. For the
noon meal, or in place thereof, the hunters carried such dry food as
they could stow away in their pockets.
"How big was the bear before you cut him up?" asked Noll, standing about
and watching the cooks.
"About a hundred and thirty pounds, I guess," replied Slosson.
"How far away from here did t
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