"
"I'm not afraid of big game, Mr. Barrow. We faced some pretty bad
animals when we were in Africa and out West."
"I allow that must be so, Tom. But you want to be careful even so. A big
mountain deer or a bear aint to be fooled with, I can tell you that."
About eleven o'clock they came to the first falls above Timber Run. Here
the water was frozen into solid masses, but the way was so uneven they
found it profitable to take off their skates and "tote" the sleds around
the spot. This necessitated a walk of several hundred feet through the
timber skirting the edge of the river. The way was uncertain, and John
Barrow went ahead, to steer the party clear of any danger.
"Finest timber in the world right here," he observed. "I can't see why
the timber company don't get together and put it in the market. It would
fetch a good price."
"Wait! I see something in yonder trees!" cried Dick, in a low voice.
"Can you make out what they are?"
"Wild turkeys!" answered the guide. "Git down behind these bushes. If we
can bag a few of them, we'll have rich eatin' for a few days!"
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