even a track. But the longest chase 

 will end* On a far, hard trip in the 

 southern hills he came at last on the 

 trail of a deer dim and stale, but 

 still a deer-trail and again he felt 

 a thrill as the thought came, "At 

 the other end of that line of dimples 

 in the snow is the creature that made 

 them ; each one is fresher than the 

 last, and it is only a question of 

 time for me to come up with their 

 maker/' 



At first Yan could not tell by the 

 dim track which way the animal 

 had gone* But he soon found that 

 the mark was a little sharper at one 

 end, and rightly guessed that that 

 was the toe ; also he noticed that the 



spaces shortened in going up hill, 

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