"Aye," agreed Toby, "'twill be fine for you to try un, now you knows how to shoot."
Charley took the rifle eagerly, and this time took the lead, as the hunter. They had walked but a short distance when Toby whispered:
"Drop quick!"
"What is it?" whispered Charley, as both dropped to the ground and Toby crawled up beside him.
"Deer!" whispered Toby. "See un! Right ahead!"
Then for the first time Charley saw a big caribou, nosing in the snow and feeding leisurely.
"What'll I do?" asked Charley.
"'Tis a fine shot!" answered Toby. "Be wonderful careful o' your aim, and shoot!"
Charley was all atremble as he brought the rifle to his shoulder for his first shot at any game. In spite of all he could do, the muzzle of the rifle would not behave, and before he was aware of it he pulled the trigger, and the shot went wild.