"You see," said Hugh in reply, "if the hide ain't stretched and
dried, it ain't no good. Some folks just take and nail up a hide any
way at all against the side of the house, and of course it will dry
that way, but it don't dry smooth, and it's apt to get twisted and to
be no account. If I take in two hides, one dried this way, and one
dried on the side of a house, and try to sell them to a dealer, he'll
give me more for the one that is smooth and square than he will for
one that is rough and crumpled and pulled to one side. After you know
how, it ain't much more trouble to do the thing right than it is to
do it wrong, so I think it pays better to do it right. There's lots
to drying a hide that a good many people don't know. Now, a thin
hide, like this one here, glazes over quick, and don't take no time
at all to dry, except maybe the lips, the feet, and the tail, but if
I had a bear hide, or a beef's hide, I wouldn't stretch it out here
in the hot sun to dry, or if I did, I'd build some sort of a shade
over it, so that it would dry slowly. You take them hides that's
right thick, and they're awful liable to burn if the sun's right hot.
Now you take it when they was beaver in the country; no man ever
thought of putting his fur out in the sun to dry. He hung his pelts
up in the brush or in trees in the shade, and let the wind do the
drying for him, and not the sun. There," he continued, as he pushed
in his last peg to hold the tail straight, "Now, in an hour or two
that hide will be set, so it'll hold its shape, and then you can take
it up and hang it up in the barn. Now I'm going over to the creek to
clean the meat off this skull. It's a big one, and you might as well
take it home with you, 'long with the hide."
The work of cutting the meat from the skull, and of removing the
brain, by breaking it up with a stick, did not take very long, but
while it lasted Jack and Charley were much interested in watching the
shoals of tiny fish which gathered in the stream, just below where
Hugh was working, and fed on and fought over the fragments of brain
and meat which floated down to them.
"Where in time did these fish all come from, Hugh?" asked Charley. "I
never saw any fish in the creek before. It seems like they ought to
be big ones here too. These little fellers are bound to grow up, I
expect."
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