"
"That reminds me, Humphrey, of one thing; I think you must come back
with the cart and carry away all the entrails of the beast, and remove
all the blood which is on the snow, for I've observed that cattle are
very scared with the smell and sight of blood. I found that out by
once or twice seeing them come to where I have cut the throat of a
stag, and as soon as they have put their noses down to where the blood
was on the ground, they have put their tails up and galloped away,
bellowing at a terrible rate. Indeed, I've heard say, that if a murder
has been committed in a wood, and you want to find the body, that a
herd of cattle drove into it will serve you better than even a
bloodhound."
"Thank you for telling me that, Jacob, for I should never have
supposed it, and I'll tell you what I'll also do; I'll load the cart
with fern litter, and put it at the bottom of the pit, so that if I
could get a heifer or calf worth taking, it may not be hurt by the
fall."
"It must have taken you a long while to dig that pit, Humphrey."
"Yes, it did, and as I got deeper the work was harder, and then I had
to carry away all the earth and scatter it about. I was more than a
month about it from the time that I began till it was finished, and I
had a ladder to go up and down by at last, and carried the baskets of
earth up, for it was too deep to throw it out.
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