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ldn't be. Shake agin, pardner." Deerfoot was as pleased to meet his old acquaintance as the latter was to see him. All seated themselves on the ground about the blaze, and as night had not yet come the meal was deferred until more was learned of what had taken place during the interval between the former meeting and the present coming together. "Why is my brother in the mountains at this season of the year?" asked Deerfoot, when the trapper had lit his pipe. Of course cold weather is the time for trapping fur-bearing animals. The custom in the olden days was for the hunters to go into the mountains in the autumn, spend the time until spring in gathering peltries, and then bring them to civilization for sale. It was now summer, and it was not to be supposed that Jack Halloway was engaged on professional business in the Laramie Mountains. He explained: "Last fall I took a partner--Dick Burley by name--and we put in the winter among the beaver runs and mountains over to the northwest. We done so poor that I let Dick start with the pack animals for St. Louis, without me going with him. He hadn't more than half a load, and we made up our minds that we'd got to find new trapping grounds or we shouldn't make enough to pay for our salt. So me and Dick parted and I've been on the tramp for two months." "How did you make out?" asked Victor, who, having found an easy position for his aching body, felt it his duty to join in the discussion. "I hit it when I came to this part of the country. A few miles south are hundreds of beaver, foxes, otter and other critters whose furs we're after. I don't think a single one of 'em has ever been trapped. There's where me and Dick will try it next fall." "Then you will soon go home?" "I intended to start to-morrow. My horse is a little way back among the foothills, stuffing himself with enough grass to last him a week." "My brother will go with us," said the pleased Deerfoot. "If you don't feel too proud to have me for company, I'll be mighty glad to go with you." "Nothing will suit us better," said George, heartily. It was natural that he and Victor should feel profoundly grateful to the trapper. Even had he not done them so measureless a service they would have liked him from the first. It was not until the night had fully come, the evening meal eaten and the fire replenished, though the weather remained mild, that a full interchange took place among the different m
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