"Then that must be it."
"I reckon that moose must be 'steen miles from here by this time," said Whopper. "He must have heard Giant's gun go off."
As they could see nothing of the strange game, they agreed that Whopper must be right in his surmise and so determined to look around for other game. They circled the end of Firefly Lake, and then walked a short distance in the direction of Lake Cameron.
"Wait!" called out Whopper, presently, "Snap, let me have your shotgun." And he reached for the weapon.
"What do you see?"
"A wild turkey, and a big one, too."
Snap was willing that Whopper should have a try at the turkey, since he seemed so disappointed at losing track of the big game, and so passed over his shotgun. The wild turkey was roosting near the top of a silver maple tree. Taking careful aim, Whopper blazed away.
To the astonishment of all, the wild turkey gave a flutter, sank back on the tree limb and then became quiet.
"What in the world does that mean?" gasped Whopper, hardly believing that he saw aright.
"Maybe you didn't hit him," suggested Giant.