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Updated: June 5, 2025
"I don't know how we are going to get up that," was Shep's comment, after looking the ground over. "If we try it we may bring all the dirt and rocks down on our heads." "Just my idea of it," answered Snap. "Let us try to find some other way out." They walked back and forth in the cave and then, by common consent, sat down on some flat rocks to consider the situation.
"Just to remember me by!" sang out Giant. "Here's another," and the ball struck Shep in the elbow. "Small favors thankfully received and big ones granted in return. There you are!" And still another snowball landed on Shep's neck. Five other boys had come up, and now the contestants were lined up on both sides of the street not far from a corner, where there was a turn running down to the depot.
They had to go so slow through some portions of the stream that it was nightfall by the time Firefly Lake was reached. It was clouding up, and when the sun went down not a star showed itself. "This looks as if we were going to have rain before morning," was Shep's comment. "Just our luck -to be caught in the open." "Don't croak," said Snap. "No matter what comes, let us make the best of it."
They watched the snow, as it came down as thickly as ever, and listened to the shrieking of the wind as it tore through the trees on the top of the cliff. "Do you think more of the trees will come down?" questioned Whopper. "I am sure I don't know," was Shep's reply. At last both boys began to blink and stretch themselves, and then Whopper said they had better go to sleep.
The old hermit remained with the boys two hours, and then embarked in his canoe and was soon out of sight down the stream leading to Firefly Lake. The young hunters watched him out of sight with some regret. He had told them he did not think anybody was now on the lake but themselves. "Well, if we really are here alone we ought not to be troubled by anybody," was Shep's comment.
But the little kitten woke up in terrible alarm to see that hideous monster so near him, and prepared to sell his life dearly. He bristled up his ridiculous little tail, opened his absurd, little pink mouth in a soft, baby s-s-s-, and struck savagely at old Shep's good-natured face with a soft little paw. Betsy felt her heart overflow with amusement and pride in the intrepid little morsel.
"Humph! perhaps I'd do a little eating myself," came from the doctor's son. It was an ideal day in midsummer, and all of the lads were in the best of spirits. As they rowed along they discussed the encounter with the Spink faction. "I wish they'd leave us alone," was Shep's comment. "I am getting so I fairly hate the sight of Ham and Carl Dudder." "So do I," added Whopper.
"Shep's gun, as sure as fate!" ejaculated Snap. "And his game-bag," added Giant. "What can this mean?" "I think" began Snap, and then chanced to glance up into the tree. He caught a full view of the wildcat, and stopping his talk, took quick aim and fired. The wildcat turned over in the air, gave a second whirl, and then disappeared from view.
Here they felt the full force of the breeze, and in a twinkling Shep's cap was blown from his head. "My cap!" "Here it is," answered Snap, passing it over. "Say, boys, this is a corker sure! Can anybody see ahead?" "I can see a little," said Whopper. "But not a great deal." They rowed on, bending low to escape the fury of the wind.
All agreed that this would be a good thing to do, and after dividing what remained of the food brought along, and getting a drink at a spring, they selected a tree that suited their purpose and mounted to the thickest of the limbs. "Not a very comfortable bed," was Shep's comment. "But better than falling into that lion's clutches." "Shall we go back to the pit in the morning?" asked Whopper.
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