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220 paused to rest that he must surely have traveled that distance, and now he searched the forest for indications of cleared country. Near at hand a half-dry little stream wandered between ledges and fern banks, and David sought it and drank deeply and laved  face and hands in the cool water. Then, refreshed, he turned his steps away from the dawn and set out to find the settlement.

Presently a well-defined path lay before him, proceeding in the general direction of  the course he had chosen. The path was wide and hard-trodden and tempted him sorely. By taking it he could make much better progress, but there was always the possibility  of an unwelcome meeting on the trail. Still, not once since he had slipped away from the  Wachoosett village had he so much as heard  a footstep, and it seemed quite probable to  him that he was now close to Brookfield and  that enemy savages would not be found so  near to the settlement. So, after a moment’s deliberation, he stepped forth into the path  and went on quickly, though keeping a sharp  watch the while. The trail turned and wound frequently and he kept close at one side or  the other that he might step back from sight  if needs be. A dog barked afar off and was