Blacky sat still and watched. Presently the boat turned in among therushes, and a moment later a man stepped out on the shore. It sometimes wasthe same man Blacky had watched scatter corn in the rushes every dayfor a week. There wasn't the least doubt about it, it was the sameman.

"Ha, ha!" exclaimed Blacky, and nearly lost his balance inside hisexcitement. "Ha, ha! It is just as I thought!" You look at Blacky'ssharp eyes had seen that the man was carrying something, and thatsomething was a gun, a terrible gun. Blacky knows a terrible gun asfar as he can look at it.