Bar came along and chewed him up."
"Gracious! Then there must be pretty ugly customers in this vicinity,"
exclaimed Sam, with a shiver.
"Not so many as there used to be. After Tillard's death the boys over to
the Run organized a b'ar hunt, and we brought in six o' the critters
Reckon thet scart the others--leas'wise no b'ars showed up fer a long
while after."
Out on Tillard's Pond a stiff breeze was blowing, and consequently their
progress was not as rapid as it had been, nor were any of them as warm
as formerly.
"We're going to have a cold first night, I can tell you that," said
Dick, and his prediction proved true. By the time the sun sank to rest
behind the mountain in the west it was "snapping cold," as Tom expressed
it. The wind increased until to go forward was almost impossible.
"I know a pretty good place to rest in," said the guide. "It isn't over
quarter of a mile from here. If we can make that we'll be all right till
mornin'."
John Barrow led the way, pulling one of the sleds, and the boys
followed.
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