"By Jinks!" exclaimed the youth, as he came to a halt in the midst of a little clearing, "I believe I've got an idea. That mud volcano water is partly salty. Now, why shouldn't deer go there to get the salt? They love it and I may catch one there. I never thought of that before. I've read of 'salt licks,' where deer congregate, but I never figured out that our boiling spring might be one. I'll keep on to there, and maybe I'll get a shot."