“Jerry, Towser, Jerry!”
Again the dog howled. Then he came to an unexpected halt and although Farmer Upton went on, the dog refused to budge.
“What is it, Towser?”
For reply the dog started into the bushes, and this at first made the old farmer angry, for he did not understand the dog.
“Come, Towser!” he cried. “We are not after game just now!”
But the dog would not come. He wanted to enter the brush.
At last Mr. Upton went to catch him by the collar, but just as he did so the dog gave a short bark and picked up something from among the bushes.
“Hullo!”
No wonder the old farmer was surprised. The article Towser had discovered was a sling-shot Jerry often carried with him.
“Must have come in here,” mused Farmer Upton.