"Hold on, boys; here's a stick standing upright in the trail. And look, fellows, there's a piece of nice new birch bark held fast in the cloven end, that grips it like the jaws of a vise.""Say, it's a message, all right.""And from our crack-a-jack pathfinder, Elmer Chenowith, too, I warrant you.""What do you say, Matty? Is Red Huggins right?"