"Well, what's this wobbly little mark here?" Tommy asked.
"Partridge!" replied Thede readily.
"Well, here's another odd little mark. Looks like some one had
been dragging a rail fence. What's that?"
"You ought to know that!" answered Thede.
"I ought to know lots of things that I don't know!" commented the
boy.
"Well," Thede said with a laugh, "the wild animal that passed along
there was a Beaver!"
"I wonder if he belongs to our patrol!" chuckled Tommy.
"I should think the little fellow would freeze to death," Will
objected.
"Pierre said it was pretty cold for them to be out when he saw
tracks two or three days ago!" replied Thede. "They're building a
dam over on the river some place, and I suppose they think they've
got to finish the job before real winter sets in."
After a long ramble through the forest, the boys came to the site
of the old camp. The snow which covered the ground here had been
well trodden down, and many tracks led in the direction of Moose
river.
"I suppose they've been hunting for deserted provisions," Will
suggested. "I'd like to know who it was that made the search!"
"It might have been your Hindu friend," suggested Tommy.
"Look here, kid," Will said in a moment.
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