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Rh "We might as well get to the ground," said Walter, at last. "There is no use of remaining here any longer."

Si nodded, and they descended quietly, to sit close to the tree trunk, hopeless, and in no humor for talking. They were now more tired than ever, and presently the Yankee lad's head fell forward on his breast and he went to sleep. Seeing this, Walter also began to nod, and it was not long before he followed into the land of merciful dreams.

It was dark when they awoke, a gentle rain sifting through the tree branches having aroused them. Both lay on their backs where they had fallen. Si was the first up, and Walter quickly followed.

"We've been 'sleeping six or seven hours," remarked the Yankee lad. "Say, but ain't I hungry! "

"So am I, Si, but I don't see much of a prospect of anything to eat."

It was by no means pleasant to sit still in the rain, especially on an empty stomach, and they began to move about, hardly knowing or caring in what direction. Gradually they drifted to the