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An old bag was soon gotten; this was cut into 4 parts.
We first tied our pants closely around one ankle, then
with the bagging enclose our feet, ankle and lower
parts of our pants, the bagging reaching fully half way to
the knee.  This was tied tightly whenever necessary and
effectually kept out all snow.  We were now ready,
and before long were on the path leading through the wood
and down to the ravine.  Here, were no longer trails of
human beings.  There was our trail, however, and it baffled
us for some time, for we thought at first some person had
gone over the path to the pump-house.  At one place,
where I saw it go up a hill, around a tree and then back
again, I said to Mr. W. this surely can't be made by any person.
It was so narrow and ran along so evenly, almost 
as if a log had been dragged along.  We walked in it
following it, then would look back and noticed how different 
our trail was.  But that it followed the path, along
which people go, still kept us thinking that it was not
an animal's trail.  We soon found that it left the path
it had kept along so long and entered the wood, and now we
        