Then there was more conversation in a subdued tone of voice, and presently a commotion in the cane indicated that Don and Bert were working their way slowly toward the camp.

Dan began to tremble and turn white, and his father looked as though he would have been glad to run if he had only known where to go.
"Halloo!" exclaimed Bert, suddenly, "here we are.

Come this way, Don.
I've found a path." "A path!" repeated his brother.

"What should make a path through this cane ?" "I don't know, I am sure.

What's this?
Can you tell a bear track when you see it ?" "Of course I can," answered Don, and the listeners heard him pushing his way through the cane toward the path in which his brother stood.
"But I don't call this a bear track," he added, after a moment's pause, during which he was closely examining the footprint his brother pointed out to him.