The other animals will feast on
the carcass, and the skin won't be any good when they've got through
tearing it. If it were a deer we could hang it up out of reach. But we
couldn't even move this mountain, let alone lift it."
"Of course we can come back and get the teeth and claws, anyway," put in
Dick. "But I hate like thunder to lose the skin."
"I tell you what," suggested Bert. "Let's hustle around and get as many
big stones as we can find. We'll pile up a sort of funeral mound around
him that the animals can't work through or pull away. Then in the morning
we'll get some of the boys from the ranch to come up with us and get the
hide. It may not work, but I think it will, and, anyway, we've got to
take the chance."
Luckily for the carrying out of the plan, big stones abounded in the
vicinity and a few minutes of hard work sufficed to gather together
enough to make it probable that the body would remain undisturbed till
they came for it.
"And now, fellows," said Bert, gazing at the sun, "it's the quick sneak
for us if we want to get back to the ranch before dark.
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