He, Henry Ware, a rover of the wilderness to ask such foolish questions! A child of the towns would have shown as much sense.

Ross who was looking covertly at him, out of the corner of his eye, saw the mounting blush, and was pleased.

The boy had spoken impulsively, but he knew better.
"You understand, I guess," said Ross.
"Yes," replied Henry, "I know why you want to find that wild turkey, and I know why you said last night we ought to leave the salt springs just as soon as we can." The smile on the face of the scout brightened.

Here was the most promising pupil who had ever sat at his feet for instruction; and now they redoubled their caution, as their soundless bodies slipped through the undergrowth.

Everywhere they looked for the trail of that wild turkey.