They turned aside often to chase the gray squirrels that abounded in that country, and they wasted much time in a fruitless attempt to dig out a red fox, that had crossed their path and shot down a hole in the ground.

They were so long reaching the dam that they thought they must have been misdirected.

They were about to return, when Paul suddenly said, "Hark! I think I hear water!" They listened intently for a few seconds.

A sound again came through the woods.

They struck out a little to the right and were soon at the long-sought, dam.