About nine
o'clock
He heard voices , and they were coming up the canyon . He crawled to where he could peep out of the window , but all he could see were the feet of two men and a dog . The cabin was very cold , so he slipped back between the blankets to warm and talk it over with Willis . About nine o'clock they got up , still wondering what could have brought men into that canyon on such a morning . Surely there was no hunting , and why should men from the claim in the other gulch be coming up through Buffalo Park ? The boys were bothered . They were just sitting down to a breakfast of steaming-hot cakes when from somewhere up in the timber came the clear sound of some one hammering on metal , heavy blow after blow .