"We'll keep a little of the flesh," said Si, "and a bone or two out of which to make fish-hooks, and then, when we get to a stream, we can try our luck at fishing."
The journey had made them sore all over, and the next morning Walter was so stiff he could hardly start out again. "That comes from being cooped up so long on shipboard," he said. "It will take us several days to get our walking legs."
Passing the village they had seen from the mountain top, they descended to the valley on the west of the Sierra Madre and began the journey toward the Cagayan River, making sure, however, to continue in a southwest direction. The country was still very hilly and rough, and several times they found themselves in a "pocket," and had to make detours through jungles and swamps, and over rocks which were back-breaking to climb.
"I don't wonder the soldiers can't get at the rebels when they take to the mountains," remarked Walter. "An army in a place like this couldn't do a thing, unless each man went on a hunt to suit himself."
"My idee is that the Filipinos will keep up their guerilla tactics long after the leaders surrender," returned Si. "The half-civilized ones are like our
