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Rh used a sharp thorn tied, end up, to a tough twig, bating the whole with a dazzling blue and yellow butterfly, butterflies being as numerous as were the ants and fireflies in the woods. In addition to this he had turned over one immense turtle he had found in the sun, not a tortoise-shell this time, but a more common looking creature which was, however, of good eating flavor.

"The turtle I'll put in a mud-hole somewhere," he said. "And as long as we have him there will be no danger of our starving. I'd put some of the fish into another hole, only they are all dead. However, I'm sure we can get fish at any time."