They had plastered the stones together with mud, which hardened into a sort of cement, and in this furnace they kindled a little fire.

They did not dare to make it large, because of the smoke, but they had enough coals to give out a warm and pleasant glow.
All of them retreated for a while to the "mansion," as Paul rather proudly called it, and Henry.

Ross, and Shif'less Sol busied themselves with making new and stout moccasins of deerskin, fastened with sinews and lined with fur.

Shif'less Sol was especially skillful at this work; in fact, the shiftless one was a wonderfully handy man at any sort of task, and with only his hunting knife, a wooden needle of his own manufacture, and deer sinews, he actually made Paul a fur-lined hunting shirt, which seemed to the boy's imaginative fancy about the finest garment ever worn in the wilderness.

All of them also put fur flaps on their raccoon-skin caps, and Shif'less Sol even managed to fashion an imitation of gloves out of deerskin.
"I wouldn't advise you to try to use your hands much with these gloves on," he said; "leastways, not to shoot at anything till you took 'em off; but I do say that so long ez your hands are idle, they'll be pow'ful warmin' to the fingers." "We don't have to go out very much just now," said Paul, "and if we only had two or three books here, we could pass the time very pleasantly." "That's so," said Shif'less Sol musingly.