Probably setting a few fresh poison-baits after the storm." They heard the sweep of a low wind.

It often came at night after a storm, usually from off the Barrens to the northwest.

Something thumped gently against the outside of the cabin, a low, peculiarly heavy and soft sort of sound, like a padded object, with only the log wall separating it from the bunk.

Their ears caught it quite distinctly.
"Tavish hangs his meat out there," the Missioner explained, observing the sudden direction of David's eyes.

"A haunch of moose, or, if he has been lucky, of caribou.