Harry Castlemon,
Snagged and Sunk — XIII. Joe Wayring's Pluck
(1888)
“ But if they don't catch you before they will surely catch you when the first snow comes. Mark that. They will track you down as they would a mink." "Don't I know that?" exclaimed Matt, growing red in the face with anger, "When the snow comes we'll have to stick clost to camp, for if we go out we shall leave a trail that can be easy follered. But what'll we do when our grub is all gone?""That's your lookout and not mine," said Tom, shrugging his shoulders. "Go off somewhere. Find a strange place where you are not known, and then you can go and come without fear of being tracked down." ”
