We did not do this so often as we should have
done if we had had more time."
"But how did you know which way to go, Seth," Hubert asked.
"We went by the stars," Seth said. "It was easier than it would
have been by day, for when the sun's right overhead, it ain't a
very straightforward matter to know how you are going; but there
would be no difficulty then to scouts like Rube and me. Well, we
had run, maybe, an hour and a quarter when we heard a faint, short
bark far behind."
'The brute is on our trail,' Rube said; 'they haven't given us so
much start as I looked for. Another half-hour and he will be at our
heels sure enough.'
I felt this was true, and felt very bad-like for a bit. In another
quarter of an hour the bark was a good bit nearer, and we couldn't
go no faster than we were going. All of a sudden I said to Rube,
'Rube, I've heard them dogs lose their smell if they taste blood.
Let's try it; it's our only chance. Here, give me a cut in the arm,
I can spare it better than you can; you lost a lot to-night from
that cut.'
We stopped a minute. I tore off the sleeve of my hunting shirt, and
then Rube gave me a bit of a cut on the arm. I let the blood run
till the sleeve was soaked and dripping, then Rube tore off a strip
from his shirt and bandaged my arm up tight.
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