The Pony Rider Boys in New England; or, An Exciting Quest in the Maine Wilderness

by Frank Gee Patchin

"I supposed so."

"What did he tell you?"

"Something like what he has told to you. I guess the main facts were somewhat similar," answered Tad with a faint smile.

"You ate some of the meat?"

"We did."

"Did your guide, Cale Vaughn, approve of what had been done?"

"He did not. He said it was against the law to kill moose at this time of the year."

"Did he bury the antlers, proposing to return later and get them?"

"We buried the antlers, sir. The moose was dead. No further harm could be done, it seemed to me."

"No, you are right. You had already done quite enough. You had violated the law. You could violate it no further except by killing another moose or a deer. That will be all. Professor Zepplin, stand up. You are in charge of this party, are you not?"