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CHAPTER X.
FORWARD ALL!
Speculations about the journey, and in especial about the corduroy road,
were rife in the boys' minds during the forty and odd hours which
elapsed between the Sunday service and the time of their start.
The travellers met at the settler's cabin early on Tuesday morning,
having broken camp shortly after daybreak. On Monday evening Cyrus and
Neal, with Uncle Eb, had returned to the bark hut to pack their
knapsacks, and make ready for a forward march. On the way thither, it
being just the hour for the deer to be running,--that is, descending
from the hills for an evening meal,--Neal got a successful shot at a
small two-year-old buck. This was a stroke of luck for the campers, and
a necessary deed of death. It supplied them with venison for their
journey; and, as Cyrus said, "they had already put a shamefully big hole
in Dr. Phil's stores, and must procure a respectable supply of meat to
make up for it."
It also provided Tiger with plenty of bones to crunch during his
master's absence; for the dog was left behind in charge of the hut, as
indeed he often was for a week or more while Uncle Eb was away guiding.
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