THE HUNTER'S RETURN 



mouth of the big river, and every time there was the 

 same shout, the same eager stampede, the same 

 chatter of anticipation, the same trot home with 

 great hunks of meat or bunches of silvery fish, 

 and the same big gipsy-pots bubbling over the open- 

 air fires and promising a splendid feast for everybody. 



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