“Don’t make too much noise,” cautioned Harry, as they proceeded. “Beyond this hill, I imagine, there is a wide valley, and if so, that ought to make a good spot for deer. We don’t want to frighten any possible game.”
“I’m most played out,” muttered Andy. “We’ll have to rest a bit when we reach the top.”
“Unless we see something, we can stop and have dinner there,” answered his brother. “Quiet now, for the top is not far off, and the wind will carry our voices down into the valley as soon as we reach the ridge.”
They went on after this in silence, all following Harry and Jack in Indian file. Five minutes later the crest of the long hill was before them. With the greatest possible caution they crept forward and peered over into the valley on the other side.
At first they saw nothing. Then Harry motioned them to silence, and pointed to a little opening among the bushes far away to the south. Four animals were bunched together there, and a second look convinced all of the boys that they were deer.
CHAPTER XXI.
DEER HUNTING.
Every one of the boys took a good look, to make sure that he was not mistaken, and then they drew back several yards from the crest of the hill.
“Deer, and four of them!” whispered Andy, excitedly.
“We can’t shoot them so far off,” added Boxy.
“No, we have to get closer and on the other side of them,” replied Harry.