“Look over here,” and Teddy directed the attention of his chums to another bare patch. “The deer was here and he was sort of jumping around heavy. The hoof marks are deeper.”
Teddy’s chums agreed that this was so and Joe exclaimed:
“Gosh, fellows, it looks as if that deer bashed up our planes and then made off with Margie and Lucy.”
“How could he do that?” Teddy inquired.
“Well, by jumping up and down on the planes, he could easily bash them to bits.”
“There’d be some pieces left,” Dick argued.
“Yes, I guess there would be unless the deer ate them,” Joe had to admit.
“And how do you figure the deer took the girls away?” asked Teddy.
“On his back, maybe,” declared Joe. “He was a pretty big deer, and he acted sort of savage. I’m sure that’s what happened. The deer broke our toy planes. Then the girls came along and the deer rushed at them, tossed them over his head with his horns and—”
“And, I suppose,” laughed Teddy, “Margie and Lucy landed on the deer’s back and went hitch-hiking.”