Paradise!" Helen looked around.

A fire was smoldering.

No one was in sight.
Wonderful distant colors seemed to strike her glance as she tried to fix it upon near-by objects.

A beautiful little green tent or shack had been erected out of spruce boughs.

It had a slanting roof that sloped all the way from a ridge-pole to the ground; half of the opening in front was closed, as were the sides.