"We'll get back in time, never fear," Skinny told him. "We are hungry enough now to gnaw the bark off the trees."
Then he grabbed a bag which was stuffed with hay, put an ear of corn in his pocket, and started.
"Give me ten minutes," he said.
It was a game which we had read about in the book. The stuffed bag was the deer and the corn was for the trail. The game was for Skinny to scatter corn along, making a crooked trail for us to follow, and then to hide the deer somewhere for us to find.
After Skinny had made a good start, we scattered, looking for the trail—corn, footprints, and other signs.
It was great fun and not easy for beginners like we were. Sometimes we lost the trail altogether. Then one of us would pick it up again, where Skinny maybe had doubled back toward the camp.
Finally Bill caught sight of the bag in some bushes and yelled:
"Deer!"
Hank hurried up and called, "Second!" I saw it third and all the boys soon after except Benny. He had lost the trail and was beating around in the woods somewhere, out of sight and hearing.
It was Bill's first shot and he had to stand where he was when he first saw the deer. He took out an arrow, aimed carefully, and fired. The arrow went so fast that I believe it almost would have killed a real deer if it had hit him, but he aimed too high and it went over.