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Every
time
he
passed
the
little
bark
-
covered
imprint
on
the
trail
he
dismounted
,
removed
his
hat
,
solemnly
knelt
and
laid
his
lips
on
the
impression
Because
he
kept
no
account
himself
,
only
the
laughing
-
faced
old
man
of
the
moon
knew
how
often
it
happened
;
and
as
from
the
beginning
,
to
the
follies
of
earth
that
gentleman
has
ever
been
kind
.
With
the
near
approach
of
dawn
Freckles
tuned
his
last
note
.
Wearied
almost
to
falling
,
he
turned
from
the
trail
into
the
path
leading
to
the
cabin
for
a
few
hours
’
rest
.
As
Freckles
left
the
trail
,
from
the
swale
close
the
south
entrance
,
four
large
muscular
men
arose
and
swiftly
and
carefully
entered
the
swamp
by
the
wagon
road
.
Two
of
them
carried
a
big
saw
,
the
third
,
coils
of
rope
and
wire
,
and
all
of
them
were
heavily
armed
.
They
left
one
man
on
guard
at
the
entrance
.
The
other
three
made
their
way
through
the
darkness
as
best
they
could
,
and
were
soon
at
Freckles
’
room
.
He
had
left
the
swamp
on
his
wheel
from
the
west
trail
.
They
counted
on
his
returning
on
the
wheel
and
circling
the
east
line
before
he
came
there
.
A
little
below
the
west
entrance
to
Freckles
’
room
,
Black
Jack
stepped
into
the
swale
,
and
binding
a
wire
tightly
around
a
scrub
oak
,
carried
it
below
the
waving
grasses
,
stretched
it
taut
across
the
trail
,
and
fastened
it
to
a
tree
in
the
swamp
.
Then
he
obliterated
all
signs
of
his
work
,
and
arranged
the
grass
over
the
wire
until
it
was
so
completely
covered
that
only
minute
examination
would
reveal
it
.
They
entered
Freckles
’
room
with
coarse
oaths
and
jests
.
In
a
few
moments
,
his
specimen
case
with
its
precious
contents
was
rolled
into
the
swamp
,
while
the
saw
was
eating
into
one
of
the
finest
trees
of
the
Limberlost
.
The
first
report
from
the
man
on
watch
was
that
Duncan
had
driven
to
the
South
camp
;
the
second
,
that
Freckles
was
coming
.
The
man
watching
was
sent
to
see
on
which
side
the
boy
turned
into
the
path
;
as
they
had
expected
,
he
took
the
east
.
He
was
a
little
tired
and
his
head
was
rather
stupid
,
for
he
had
not
been
able
to
sleep
as
he
had
hoped
,
but
he
was
very
happy
.
Although
he
watched
until
his
eyes
ached
,
he
could
see
no
sign
of
anyone
having
entered
the
swamp
.
He
called
a
cheery
greeting
to
all
his
chickens
.
At
Sleepy
Snake
Creek
he
almost
fell
from
his
wheel
with
surprise
:
the
saw
-
bird
was
surrounded
by
four
lanky
youngsters
clamoring
for
breakfast
.
The
father
was
strutting
with
all
the
importance
of
a
drum
major
.
“
No
use
to
expect
the
Bird
Woman
today
,
”
said
Freckles
;
“
but
now
wouldn
’
t
she
be
jumping
for
a
chance
at
that
?
”
As
soon
as
Freckles
was
far
down
the
east
line
,
the
watch
was
posted
below
the
room
on
the
west
to
report
his
coming
.
It
was
only
a
few
moments
before
the
signal
came
.
Then
the
saw
stopped
,
and
the
rope
was
brought
out
and
uncoiled
close
to
a
sapling
.
Wessner
and
Black
Jack
crowded
to
the
very
edge
of
the
swamp
a
little
above
the
wire
,
and
crouched
,
waiting
.
