On the other side showed fresh tracks along the wet margin of the swale.
"It's elk, all right," said Wade, as he dismounted.

"Heard us comin'.
Now, Fox, stick your nose in that track.

An' go slow." With rifle ready Wade began the ascent of the slope on foot, leading his horse.

An old elk trail showed a fresh track.

Fox accommodated his pace to that of the toiling hunter.