“Any more wildcats in the trees?”
“I don’t know. But you keep your eyes open.”
In a few minutes Andy was on the ground beside the others, and all surveyed the wildcat with interest. It was a full grown creature and had it had the chance might have done great damage.
“What shall we do with it?” questioned Fred. “I don’t know that I care for it particularly.”
“We might take it to the bungalow, anyway,” answered Gif. “If we could take it down to Beldane we could get a bounty on it.”
“A bounty?” queried Andy.
“Sure! They pay five or ten dollars a head for wildcats in this state. And they pay a bounty on bears, too,” he added.
“Would we have to take the whole animal to Beldane?” questioned Spouter.
“I don’t think so. I think the head and skin would be plenty. In some places all they ask for is the ears or the tail, or something like that.”
The boys had learned how to take care of the game brought down, and now, after taking several pictures of the animal, they speedily skinned the wildcat, bringing the head with the pelt. The carcass they threw into the bushes.