“Second the commotion,” said Fred, and so they rested.
“I’ve got to go home,” said Teddy. “I’m sorry to leave you all, but it can’t be helped.” And he left them that noon, all hands giving him a rousing cheer as he departed. He carried with him four rabbits taken from the traps and also a very fat turkey which Joel Runnell managed to lay low for him.
The boys all felt that their hunting tour must soon come to an end, and having rested, they resolved to make the most of the time that still remained to them.
“We may never get another chance to go out like this,” said Harry. “One thing I’d like to bring down before we leave. That is a moose.”
“I guess a moose would suit all of us,” cried Link. “But I don’t think we are going to get any. Moose are mighty scarce around here.”
“Link is right,” put in Joel Runnell. “But for all that we may spot one before we go.”
“Oh, have you seen any signs of a moose?” ejaculated Harry.
“I’ve seen some signs that may have been made by a moose, although a big deer would leave the same marks.”
The shelter was now a very cozy place, for all of the boys spent their leisure time in fixing it up. They had long ago named it Two-Tree Lodge, and Fred had cut out a sign with his jackknife and this was hung over the doorway.
“If folks only knew what a fine camping-out spot this island is, I dare say there would be many more people here,” declared Bart.