First at the North Pole

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come up, and struck the tree a blow that made it shiver from top to bottom. Had he not been

had been wounded in one of the forelegs, but was still able to stand. Now

u?" murmured the youth. "Well,

gun. But the weapon was out of sight under the

nation to leave. He breathed heavily, as if his wound hurt him, but Che

here all night," thou

o call for help. Andy might hea

, he let out a yell at the top of his lung power. He repeated the cry several times, and then listened with

et murmured, dismally. "I might yell my head off and it w

moved from one branch to another to investigate, then

ruce, and thus gained a grip on the wide-spreading limb of another tree. He swung himself to this, and

the moose was standing. Would it be wise to dr

from that wound," Chet told himself. "If it wa

ropping when he heard the moose move. The animal came on the rush, and in dra

elf, and lost no time in pulling h

st, and to study the situation, he became colder and colder. Occasi

ot occurred to him before. He knew that all wild animals dread fi

n, holding it with care, he struck a match, shielding it from the wind as best he could, and lit the end of the bra

" Chet muttered, and started to c

flame grew larger he gave a snort of fear. Far back in the past he had felt the effects of a forest fire, and now he thoug

aw the moose plowing off through the deepening snow, he jumped to the ground and rus

w from part of the barrel, and the glare of the torch lit upon this. In a trice the youth had the g

rels ready in case he wanted them, he set off after the game as fast as the now heavy fall of snow would allow. He

even on the rocks and in the woods, the creature is at a disadvantage in soft snow, because

when he saw the moose floundering in the snow

took careful aim and blazed away. The animal went down, thrashed

ution. But the big creature was dead, and the heart of the young hunter bounded

mused. "Won't Andy be surprised when he sees the game! But M

ry camp alone, and through such deep snow, was impossible. And if he l

" he finally decided. "It's time I got back. It's s

a stick with his handkerchief tied to it. Then he retraced his steps to the cl

the blazes, and a minute later discovered another. He now had the proper direction in mind,

het! Wher

in sight of the campfire. Andy was growing anxious, and had come for

e answer. "Christop

y l

are those for

have a good bre

s Mr.

nd one of the greatest hunters you ever heard of, Chet. And he's rich, too-he owns a ranch

I brought down the

's eyes showed h

laid me low first, but I go

is the

I covered him with snow, and put a sti

e atta

ly did," an

l Dawson was awake, and he and Andy listened wi

t," said Barwell Dawson. "But I t

up," answered the y

go to sleep. During his absence, Andy had cut more pine boughs and piled them around the sides and on

he shelter blocked by snow, and the campfire was all but out. The sno

snow aside and started up the fire, and commenced to get breakfast. They cooked one of the wild turke

quite like himself, aside from his ankle, which still pained him.

ecome of you," said Chet to Andy. "I suppo

about what sort of man that Hopton is. The more I think of it, the more I'm convinced

it to your uncle to

give Uncle Si a piece of my

're going to get t

there is any great hurry about this business.

t. Inside, the man dressed his ankle, while the boys cleared away the rema

an hour had passed. "I think it will snow again by night, an

Barwell Dawson, with a sigh. "A bruised ankle is worse than a bro

carrying you?" suggested Che

w f

a mile from here. We'd be far more comfortable at the cabin th

nswered Mr. Dawson, who did not like the te

e set off. It was agreed that Chet should first do the carrying of the hurt