Snap and Whopper took the oars first, and the course was out of
Firefly Lake and through the narrow watercourse running into Lake
Cameron. It was a cool, clear day, with a stiff breeze stirring
the bushes and trees of the forest.
"I see some turkeys!" cried Shep, while on the way. "I must have
a last shot!"
"And so must I!" came from the others.
All caught up their guns, and as the boat drifted closer to the game,
each let drive. Two of the turkeys were killed outright, while two
more were badly wounded and easily secured.
"One each!" said Giant.
"Exactly," answered Snap. "And now we have got to stop or we'll
sink the boat sure."
"Well, enough is enough," said Whopper. "I think, all told, we have
had the best luck possible."
"Even if we didn't get a silver deer."
"That's so---I forgot about that deer. Well, he will keep for
another time, eh, fellows?"
"That's right."
It was shortly after noon that they turned into Lake Cameron and
landed near the mouth of that body of water. All were hungry, and
partook readily of the lunch that had been brought along.
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