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Allen, Captain Quincy [pseud.]

"The Outdoor Chums After Big Game Or, Perilous Adventures in the Wilderness"


They were all very enthusiastic that night over the feast. The cook had
dutifully pounded the steaks before placing the same on the fire, so
that if they seemed tough it was not his fault.
The meat, however, was sweet and tasty; and besides, with hunger serving
as the best-known sauce, who could complain?
Bluff kept on the lookout for the mate of his panther, but if the old
fellow was prowling around he had more discretion than to show himself
while these hunters were near by.
With the morning the camp was to be abandoned. Tents came down while
they were eating breakfast, and everything was packed away in as small a
compass as possible, for carrying on the backs of the pack horses, which
were brought in from the pen, or corral, where they had been kept all
this while, in charge of a guard.
The three bullboats awaited the adventurous ones. These were of the type
much used in this far region of the Northwest, being fashioned of tough
hides of bulls, and impervious to water.
Besides their guns, which were strapped to their backs, the voyagers
carried little or nothing.


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