Elmer had his own water bottle, and Bob improvised two out of the
empty baking powder can and a lard pail.
Thus equipped, Camp Eagle was abandoned, and led by their compass
Elmer and Bob had set out bravely for Mount Wilson and the Chusco.
But it was with no small regret that they made their way up the long
slope behind them and then across the valley beyond. But, fresh and
strong of limb, they pushed forward and with Mount Wilson as a
landmark made camp on the second night in the timber on the slope of
the outer range.
Never wholly despairing of meeting Ned and Alan again, the two boys
were frugal both of their strength and their stores. The food they
carried would have been sufficient for a healthy man for perhaps a
week. They could not count on reaching civilization again within
that time, even with good luck. That meant half rations at the
best. But if accidents came and delay even half rations would be
cut down. So, that night, in camp, there was no feasting. A little
tea, and a cake of dough apiece made their supper; and then they
slept.
In the morning as they were about to breakfast and be off again Bob
caught sight of a deer.
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