120 ADVENTURES IN THE WILDERNESS. 



put down the boat, here's a splendid spot to 

 rest." 



"Well, Mr. Murray," queried John, -as he 

 emerged from under the boat, " how are you get- 

 ting along?" 



" Capitally ! " said I ; " the Carry is very level 

 when you once get down to it. I felt a little out 

 of breath, and thought I would wait for you a few 

 moments." 



"What's your boots doing up there, in that 

 tree ? " exclaimed John, as he pointed up to where 

 they hung dangling from the limb, about fifteen 

 feet above our heads. 



" Boots doing ! " said I, "why they are hanging 

 there, don't you see. You didn't suppose I 'd 

 drop them into this mud, did you ? " 



" Why, no," replied John, " I don't suppose you 

 would ; but how about this ? " he continued, as 

 he stooped down and pulled a big trout, tail fore- 

 most, out of the soft muck ; " how did that trout 

 come there ? " 



" It must have got out of the pail, somehow," 

 I responded ; " I thought I heard something drop, 

 just as I sat down." 



"Wliat in thunder is that, out there?" ex- 

 claimed John, pointing to a piece of pork, one 

 end of which was sticking about four inches out 

 of the water ; " is that pork ? " 



"Well, the fact is, John," returned I, speaking. 



