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Bonehill, Ralph

"Four Boy Hunters"

"Don't catch me getting lost fifteen miles
from nowhere again!"
The wildcat had been brought along, and during the afternoon Snap
skinned the carcass and hung the pelt up to cure. The carcass
was thrown away, as they did not know what else to do with it.
After that several days passed quietly and then came another rain
lasting the best part of a night. To their satisfaction the new
cabin did not leak at all, everything remaining as dry inside as
before the downpour.
"Now we have a cabin worth having," was Snap's comment. "I hope
that rain just leaked in all over Mr. Andrew Felps and his crowd."
"Oh, don't mention him!" cried Shep. "I hate to even hear the name!"
After the rain it was considerably colder and they were not slow
in putting on some of the heavier underwear they had brought along.
By the suggestion of Snap they also spent one whole day in cutting
firewood and piling it up beside the cabin door.
"There is no telling what we may strike soon," said Snap. "If a
heavy fall of snow should arrive it wouldn't be very nice to be
caught without a good supply of wood.


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