Marching on Niagara; Or, The Soldier Boys of the Old Frontier

"Do you think we'll bag a deer to-day, Henry?" "I'll tell you better about that when we are on our way home, Dave. I certainly saw the hoof-prints down by the salt lick this morning. That proves they can't be far off. My idea is that at least three deer are just beyond the lower creek, although I may be mistaken." "I'd like to get a shot at 'em. I haven't brought down a deer since we left the army."