"Rabbits!" And up came his gun, and he
blazed away. Sam also fired, and between them they brought down four
rabbits, which had just run out of a hollow log a short distance ahead.
"Good shots!" cried the guide enthusiastically. "Couldn't have been
better. I see you are used to hunting. Many a city chap would have
missed 'em entirely. I had one feller up here year before last wanted to
bring down big game, but when he saw a deer he got the shakes and didn't
think of shootin' till the game was out o' sight."
The four rabbits were plump and heavy, and the boys shouldered them with
much satisfaction. Then the onward course was resumed, until Dick again
called a halt.
"Here is where we'll make trial No. 2," he said. "Now see if any of you
can locate the blasted tree in this neighborhood."
All began to search around in various directions, and presently Sam let
out a call.
"Here's a fallen tree!"
"Struck by lightning?" queried Dick.
"I don't know about that. Perhaps Mr. Barrow can tell us."
The others walked over, and the guide cleared the snow from the upper
end of the fallen timber.
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