They hastened on to the bank of the river, and there all trace of them was lost at the water's edge.
"They've crossed over, but not in a boat," said Bud. "I don't see how they could do it if they didn't swim. There isn't the sign o' a boat around here."
"Then over the river we go," said Stella. "But the question is, how?"
"I'll swim it," said Bud. "And if I find any trace of them over there, I'll holler."
Bud threw his guns on the bank and plunged into the water, and in a few minutes was across, for so near the headwaters it was not wide.
They saw him scouting along the shore, and presently he waved his hand at them, and pointed to the ground.
"He's found them," said Kit. "But how are we to get over?"
Kit ran up and down the shore, and soon found several logs, which he towed to where Stella was waiting, and fastened them together into a raft.
"There you are," he said. "Climb aboard, and I'll ferry you across."
Stella did so, and in a few minutes they were on the other side.