Lucien rode cautiously under the tree, where he perceived the turkey crouching among the moss, upon one of its highest branches.

His rifle was up to his shoulder in a moment; and after the crack, the bird was heard tumbling and fluttering through the leaves.

Marengo sprang upon it as it came to the ground; but his master, leaping from his horse, scolded him off, and took up the game which was found to be quite dead.
Lucien now remounted: and, as he rode out into the open ground, he could see Basil far off upon the prairies.

He was going at full gallop; and the gobbler with outspread wings was seen some distance ahead of him, running like an ostrich! Both Basil and gobbler soon disappeared to his view--lost behind one of the timber islets.

Lucien looked for Francois.
The latter was nowhere to be seen--having pursued his gobbler in a direction where the groves were more thickly studded over the prairie.
Thinking it would be of no use to follow either of them, Lucien rode slowly back to where Jeanette had been left upon the edge of the forest.
Here he dismounted, and sat down to await the return of his brothers.
Basil's chase proved a longer one than he had expected.