t he earned his chuck. We saw
considerable signs of bear in the huckleberries, and of them will
have more to say later on.

* * *

About October first, Bill and your humble servant again started for
camp, which we found all right. From all appearances it had been
occupied for several days by someone, probably berry pickers, and as
usual they had burned up what wood we had cut. Bill made a little
kick, and said they were welcome to the camp, but he would be
"dog-on" pleased if they would cut what wood they burned. Our first week
in camp was spent in cutting a good supply of wood and mudding the
shack a little in places where we failed to do good work the first
time.

Being located well up at the head of the streams, it made it
necessary for us to do a good deal of traveling to get from one
stream to another where the water was of sufficient size to afford
good trapping ground. Steel traps being none too plenty with us now,
we started in to build deadfalls. The territory so far as trapping
was concerned was left to Bill and I, and we took in the waters of
Baley Run, the Portage, Conley Run and Hunt's Run, as well as several
lesser streams. As the Baley was the farthest from our camp, Bill
said we would put up the traps on that stream first. Bill said that
we would go at it man fashion, for we would be compelled to get our
grub from the trap line, for there was no chance to take a wood job
in that section of the country. I suggested that we might get a job
at the lumber camp, where we sold the deer the year before, and get a
few beans and a little pork. I guess that Bill did not like the idea,
for I remember he only gave me a grunt for an answer.

Say, boys, the question of pork and beans leads me to ask how many of
you who have a fireplace in your camp have a bean hole? Now, Bill and
I had one in our camp, and I tell you we thought it fine and we did
it in this way. We dug a hole in one corner of the fireplace about
two and a half feet deep and about eighteen inches in diameter, using
the regular old style of bake kettle. This is merely an iron pot,
with a close fitting flange lid so as to seclude all dust and ashes,
and we used it in this way. We would first rake a good lot of live
coals from the fireplace into the bean hole, having the beans already
in the kettle. Then we would put the kettle down in the hole and rake
the hole full of live embers, being careful to cover the hole over
with plenty of ashes.

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