I had also to go to the mill, to get corn ground for the teams.
Theodora and Ellen were eager to go and do the cooking at the camp; but grandmother knew that an older woman of greater experience was needed in such an emergency, and had that morning sent urgent word to Olive Witham,--"Aunt Olive," as we called her,--who was always our mainstay in times of trouble at the old farm.
She was about fifty-five years old, tall, austere, not wholly attractive, but of upright character and undaunted courage.
By nine that evening everything was ready for a start; and sunrise the next morning saw us on the way up to the birch lot, Aunt Olive riding in the "horse-power" on a sled, which bore also a firkin of butter, a cheese, a four-gallon can of milk, a bag of bread and a large basket of eggs.
One team did not get off so early, neighbor Sylvester's.

He was to start two hours later and draw up to camp the heaviest part of our supplies, consisting of half a barrel of pork, two bushels of potatoes, a peck of dry beans, a hundredweight of corned beef and two gallons of molasses.
Twelve miles of our way that morning was by a trodden winter road, but the last four miles, after crossing Lurvey's Stream, had to be broken through three feet of snow in the woods, giving us four hours of tiresome tramping.
We reached the lot at one o'clock, and during the afternoon set up the horse-power on the lake shore, at the foot of the slope where the white birch grew.

We also contrived a log slide, or slip, down which the long birch trunks could be slid to the saw and cut up into four-foot bolts.
For our plan now was to fell the trees and "twitch" them down-hill with teams to the head of this slip.

By rolling the bolts, as they fell from the saw, down an incline and out on the ice of the lake, we would remove them from Mrs.Lurvey's land, and thereby comply with the letter of the law, by aid of which she was endeavoring to rob us and escheat our rights to the birch.
There were ten of us.

Each knew what was at stake, and all worked with such good-will that by five o'clock we had the saw running.