"I am so glad," sighed Dave Brandon, wearily. "I can scarcely move."
"What is that stuck on the door?" asked Bob Somers, as his eye caught sight of a white patch showing out clearly against the logs.
"It looks like a sheet of paper," asserted Nat Wingate.
"Powerful strange," commented Yardsley. "Some chap must hev left his visitin' card—an' it's tacked on, too."
In a moment, the trapper tore the paper loose.
As he turned it over, and glanced at a message written on the reverse side, he gave an exclamation of astonishment.
CHAPTER XXVIII
THE NOTE ON THE DOOR
"What is it?" questioned Bob Somers, with interest.