"I suppose we shall have to depend on the sun altogether."
"Yes; it is now forenoon, and we must not forget that the shadow will point in a different direction in six hours from now."
"I have taken note of that," replied Harry. "We are now following our shadow, see? In six hours, which will be about four o'clock, which direction must we go to reach the wagon, judging by the shadow?"
"Let me see; the shadow is to the southwest now. At four this afternoon, it will be about southeast, so, I suppose, we shall have to take a course with the shadow at our right hand."
"Correct! I haven't forgotten that point about the shadows. It's really simple if you stop to reason it out."
Although numerous small animals appeared at frequent intervals, neither had an opportunity to try his skill, because up to that time the boys had been too intent on noting the direction of their route. The course was kept up due southwest, as planned.
"Did you ever see such a gloomy place?" remarked George. "If it wasn't for the chirping of the birds and the chatter of the little animals it would make me feel mighty lonely."
"Ah! there is something!" quietly whispered Harry, as he held out his arm, as though to restrain George. "See that animal slinking away?"
"Where?"
"Almost directly in front. Come closer. See that broken tree?"