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Show 60 it cocked its head curiously as the man made a sucking noise with his lips. The fox did not move, and the old man came and sat down at the table again with his hands behind his head and did not move. The boys had stirred old feelings, and a heavy silence fell over the cabin. Sitting there in the dusky light, Mr. Raintree looked like a painting he had once seen, Josh thought, a painting of an old man sitting in the shadows, reliving his life in memories. He wondered if they should tiptoe away and leave him to his dreams. After a long minute Mr. Raintree gave a shake of his head. "But I guess what I have here will do me the rest of my days, all r i g h t ." brightened. At t h i s , Cap / "Don't you worry, Mr. Raintree. We'll come v i s i t you just as soon as we s e t t l e d up in Dog Leg Valley." "Why way up there?" Cap beamed, proud to be so knowledgeable about where they were going. "Why, there's a lake there with lots of fish, an1. . . ." "Too high," the old man said with a shake of his head. "The snow would cover your roof in the winter." Josh gulped. He had visions of them being trapped in a cabin, unable to get the door open. Cap looked crestfallen also in the silence that followed. "Say, I've got it," said Mr. Raintree with a snap of his fingers, "There's the old Svendsen cabin just down the creek here two miles. Just over the hill there, in the prettiest little meadow you ever saw." The boys jumped to their feet. Abner Raintree seemed just as excited, pacing back and forth rubbing his hands. "Yes sir, the old Svendsen cabin. A miner up |