Before he was on the other side of the river I was out of the hole.
At once I began carrying my supplies to where I'd hidden the canoe: a sack of flour, some meat , whisky , coffee , sugar , gun-powder and shot , the gun , the saw , the frying pan , the coffee-pot and two blankets. I needed an axe but there was only one and it was part of my plan to leave that behind .
When I'd finished loading all these things on the canoe, I went back to the hut . I blocked the hole that I had made with the piece of log that I had sawed away . I hid the saw-dust and all traces of the way by which I had escaped.
From the hut to the canoe it was grass all the way , and so I hadn't left any track . So far , so good ! After that , I went into the woods and had the good luck to shoot a half-wild pig. I carried it back to the hut .
I broke in the door of the hut with the axe and carried the pig in . I cut its throat and laid it on the floor to bleed . Then I put a lot of big stones into an old bag which I dragged through the blood on the floor , out of the hut and down to the river where I threw it in.
