She's almost buried alive over there.

Fortunately Dick can shovel snow, and thinks it's great fun.
Susan sent me word to tell you she would be on hand tomorrow.

Where are you off to now, Captain ?" "I reckon I'll plough up to the Glen and sit a bit with old Martin Strong.

He's not far from his end and he's lonesome.

He hasn't many friends--been too busy all his life to make any.