There, outlined against the sky, could be seen a number of animals
grazing.
"Deer, my boy!" cried Sid Todd. "A fine lot of 'em, too, or I'm
mistaken!"
"Oh, let us go after them!" exclaimed Roger, impulsively.
"I'm willing," answered the cowboy. "But I don't know if you can get any
of 'em to-night. It will be a hard climb to where they are. I don't know
as we can go all the way on hosses."
"Then we'll go on foot," cried Dave. He was as anxious as his chums to
get a shot at the big game.
The cowboy studied the situation for several minutes, meanwhile
withdrawing himself and the others to a spot where the distant deer
might not see them. Then he led the party down the hill and in the
direction of the game.
If traveling had been hard before, it was doubly so now, and the chums
realized that to get to where the deer were grazing would be no easy
matter. They had to slip and slide over the rocks, and once or twice
they reached places where further progress seemed impossible.
"If we get any of those deer, we'll earn them!" panted Phil, as he half
climbed, half slid, over some rocks. "If my horse goes down, I don't
know what will happen to me!" he added.
"We'll not go much further on hossback, I'm thinking," answered Todd.
"We can't afford to injure our animals.
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