"I am sure you would like me better if I were fixed up a little." "I do not think so." "How much better a boy's head looks with his hair cut close like yours.
Our boys have long hair.

They do not look so much like--men." "Long hair is not for rough work in the bush," the boy remarked.
"You really look brave and strong.

One would know that you could do things." "I've always had to do things." They came up to the party who had stopped to camp for the night.

It was a clear warm evening.

After they had hobbled the horses in a near meadow flat, Jack and his father made a lean-to for the women and children and roofed it with bark.