The Speckled Heifers Calf 231 



asked, feeling almost afraid to start out 

 on this hunting trip without Ben's trusty 

 rifle. 



" Oh, she is pretty heavy, and I thought I 

 had better leave her at home," drawled my 

 companion, " but I have brought along your 

 pail of salt. You see I rely mostly on you 

 and the salt." 



A cold chill crept down my spine. Did 

 Ben really intend to have me go after the 

 cat with salt? If so, I would rather be ex- 

 cused. 



I peeped into the pail and saw that it con- 

 tained sulphur, instead of salt, and so was 

 quite relieved. 



The dew was very heavy and the grass was 

 full of cobwebs. Ben said it was a fine morn- 

 ing for " trailing." 



We lost no time in getting to the woods, 

 but, before letting the hound go, we made a 

 complete circle of the spot where the dead 

 calf lay, keeping the dog on the leash. 



The hound at once discovered the trail and 

 by the way he jumped about and whined to 



