After landing, they found traces of an old camp fire.

It was near noon now, so Rolf prepared the meal while Quonab took a light pack and went on to learn the trail.

It was not well marked; had not been used for a year or two, evidently, but there are certain rules that guide one.

The trail keeps near the water, unless there is some great natural barrier, and it is usually the easiest way in sight.

Quonab kept one eye on the river, for navigable water was the main thing, and in about one hundred yards he was again on the stream's edge, at a good landing above the rapid.
After the meal was finished and the Indian had smoked, they set to work.
In a few loads each, the stuff was portaged across, and the canoe was carried over and moored to the bank.
The cargo replaced, they went on again, but in half an hour after passing more shoal water, saw another rapid, not steep, but too shallow to float the canoe, even with both men wading.