Again they went on, and this time scared up several rabbits and also
several animals they could not name, so quickly did they disappear
again. The boys did not fire, however, being determined to do
nothing to scare the deer away, should the game be within hearing.
When, about noon, they came to a clear spring of water, they were
glad enough to sit down and rest and partake of their noonday lunch,
washing it down with copious draughts of water.
"Folks can say what they please," remarked Whopper, smacking his lips.
"When one is good and dry, nothing is so satisfying as a drink of
plain, clear water."
"You're right there, Whopper. How some men can prefer liquor is
beyond my comprehension."
"They don't know what is good for them, that's why, Giant."
The boys looked around the spring with care and made out several
tracks which they thought might belong to a deer. These led along
the trail they were following, and once more the boy hunters moved
on, refreshed by the rest and the lunch, and cheered by the hope
that they might soon get a glimpse of the game they were after.
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