"Snap must have
spotted something. I must do as well."
A hundred feet further on he came to an old and wide-spreading
tree. On the branches he discovered two squirrels of good size.
Without delay he blazed away, and when the smoke drifted away
saw that both of the creatures were stone dead. They had not
dropped to the ground, but were caught in two crotches of the tree,
at a spot well over his head.
"I'll have to climb up to get them," he murmured, and threw down his
gun and his game bag. A limb was handy and he swung himself up into
the tree and worked his way toward the trunk, where the squirrels lay.
The tree was old and partly split in half and the center of the
trunk was hollow. Just as he reached out to take hold of one of
the squirrels, his foot slipped and he began to slide down into the
hollow. He clutched at the smooth wood, but could not stay his
progress, and like a flash he disappeared from the sunlight into
almost utter darkness!
Unfortunately for the young hunter, the tree was hollow to its
very roots, and he went to the bottom, reaching it with a jolt
that made his teeth crack together.
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