That was a matter of no difficulty.  There was an abundance of dry fuel and kindling wood in the little closet under the chimney, and some of the latter was quickly whittled into shavings by the aid of Bob’s pocket knife, Lester standing by and burning matches to light him at his work.  More kindling wood was placed upon the shavings, dry stove wood was piled upon the top of this, then the slats in the bunks, the table and every other movable thing in the cabin that would burn was thrown on, and Bob took a match in his hand and extended another to his companion.

“You light one side and I’ll light the other,” said he.  “Then you can’t say I did it, and I can’t say you did it!”

The matches blazed up on opposite sides at the same instant.  The flames made rapid progress, and by the time the boys had closed the door and got into the boat, they were roaring and crackling at a great rate.  They quickly shoved off and laid out all their strength on the paddles, but before they could reach the jetty the flames burst through the roof of the shooting-box, and the lake was lighted up for a quarter of a mile around.  But no one saw it, and Lester and his companion put the boat back where they found it, made their way across the road into the fields, without alarming the hounds, and started for home on a keen run, no one being the wiser for what they had done.

[Illustration:  The Burning of the Shooting-Box.]

CHAPTER X.

A BEAR HUNT.

“I’ll jest do it, an’ it’s the luckiest thing in the world that I thought of it.  That will make me wuth—­” here he stopped and counted his fingers—­“twenty-two dollars and two bits, anyhow.  Then my clothes, an’ stockings, an’ shoes, an’ all the powder an’ lead I want this winter, won’t cost me nothing; so I shall be rich fur all that thar mean Dave is workin’ so hard agin me.”

It was Dan Evans who talked thus to himself, and he was standing behind the cabin, with his hands in his pockets, and looking at Don’s pointer, just as he was the last time we saw him.  He was so very much delighted with certain plans he had determined upon that that he did not dare meet his brother again just then, for fear that the expression of joy and triumph which he knew his face wore would attract David’s notice and put him on his guard.  So he remained in the rear of the cabin with his thoughts for company, until his mother came home.  The dress David had purchased for her, and which he had placed in the most conspicuous position he could find, was the first thing that attracted her attention as she entered the door.  Dan heard her exclamation of joyful surprise, and listened with all his ears in the hope of overhearing some of the conversation that passed between her and David; but it was carried on in a low tone of voice, and Dan was no wiser when it was concluded than he was before.  He knew, however, by the ejaculations that now and then fell from his mother’s lips that David was telling her something which greatly interested her, and Dan would have given almost anything to know what it was.  He heard his mother laugh a little occasionally, and that brought the scowl back to his face again.  He could not bear to know that any one about that house was happy.