Then pull yerself forrard." Wetzel slipped through the grass like a huge buckskin snake.

His long, lithe body wormed its way among the reeds.

But for Joe, even with the advantage of having the hunter's trail to follow, it was difficult work.

The dry reeds broke under him, and the stalks of saw-grass shook.

He worked persistently at it, learning all the while, and improving with every rod.