In an instant he jerked himself up to his feet, dropped the pole, and dashed after the sled.
Swiftly onward went the sled and right behind came John William, his legs working like steamboat wheels, his white teeth shining, and his big eyes sparkling! There was no stopping the sled; but there was no stopping John William, either, and in less than two minutes he reached the sled, grabbed a man by the leg, and tugged and pulled until he seated himself on the end board.
"I tole yer so!" said he, when he got his breath.

And yet he hadn't told anybody anything.
And now the woods were reached, and after a deal of pulling and shouting, the team was brought to a halt, and then slowly led through a short road to where the wood was piled.
The big mule and the horses steamed and puffed a little, but Polly stood as calm as a rocking-horse.
Notwithstanding the rapidity of the drive, it was late when the party reached the woods.

The gathering together and harnessing of the team had taken much longer than they expected; and so the boys set to work with a will to load the sled; for they wanted to make two trips that morning.
But although they all, black and white, worked hard, it was slow business.

Some of the wood was cut and split properly, and some was not, and then the sled had to be turned around, and there was but little room to do it in, and so a good deal of time was lost.
But at last the sled was loaded up, and they were nearly ready to start, when John William Webster, who had run out to the main road, set up a shout: "Oh! Mah'sr Harry! Mah'sr Tom!" Harry and Tom ran out to the road, and stood there petrified with astonishment.
Where was the snow?
It was all gone, excepting a little here and there in the shade of the fence corners.

The day had turned out to be quite mild, and the sun, which was now nearly at its noon height, had melted it all away.
Here was a most unlooked-for state of affairs! What was to be done?
The boys ran back to the sled, and the colored men ran out to the road, and everybody talked and nobody seemed to say anything of use.
At last Dick Ford spoke up: "I tell ye what, Mah'sr Harry! I say, just let's go 'long," said he.
"But how are you going to do it ?" said Harry.