Wild fowl abounded, and their diet was varied by the ducks that one or other of the hunters secured at nearly every camp.
On the second day they saw three deer, and on the third morning Quonab loaded his gun with buckshot, to be ready, then sallied forth at dawn.
Rolf was following, but the Indian shook his head, then said: "Don't make fire for half an hour." In twenty minutes Rolf heard the gun, then later the Indian returned with a haunch of venison, and when they left that camp they stopped a mile up the river to add the rest of the venison to their cargo.

Seven other deer were seen, but no more killed; yet Rolf was burning to try his hand as a hunter.

Many other opportunities he had, and improved some of them.

On one wood portage he, or rather Skookum, put up a number of ruffed grouse.

These perched in the trees above their heads and the travellers stopped.