"Meroo, remove that log; 'tis too hot as it is, and if the snow continues to drift as it was doing a while agone--" he moved to the door, which opened inward and set it wide.

A great white wall reaching almost to the eaves showed filling up the doorway! "It is as I thought," he said; "we are prisoned here till the storm passes.

Thank God we have provision enough for some days." "And thanks to others also," put in Foster-father heartily; "but for thee and Meroo, old friend----" "As Firdoos Gita Makani used to say," remarked the old man with an air of great virtue, "'Gratitude comes when danger has gone,' so she must wait a bit yet.".