"
Tramping through the woods the next day the chums found the forest even
wilder than they had anticipated. There were no trails or paths to be
seen, and it looked as though few, if any persons, ever visited the
vicinity. But the boys liked it all the better on this account. As Bart
had said, there were no sounds of civilization to be heard; no locomotive
whistles or factory bells.
"I had no idea there was such a wilderness in this part of the country,"
remarked Ned, as they walked along, looking in vain for something to
shoot at. "I wonder if we'll come across a lonely cabin, where a hermit
or a wild man lives?"
"It's lonesome enough for any sort of a hermit," said Fenn, as he paused
and looked about him. The silence of the deep woods was broken only by
the wind moving the branches of the trees, and by the songs of birds. "It
looks like the jumping-off place. I guess--Hello! What's that?" and he
pointed to something up in a tree.
"A hawk?" questioned Bart, raising his gun.
"No, it looks like a telephone wire."
"A telephone wire in these woods?" inquired Ned.
"That's what it is," Fenn went on, as he stepped back to get a better
view, and caught sight of the two twisted strands of insulated copper.
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