See! Joe is holding her club behind her." The forest woman was waiting grimly for an opportunity to crack a lumberjack's head.

That opportunity came sooner than she expected.

Two jacks, having crept around behind the lean-tos, suddenly lifted the rear supports and turned the structures over into the fire.
"Beat it, ye varmint!" screamed the woman, making a rush for the men.
One of them struck her, but fortunately for Joe it was a glancing blow, and merely turned her around facing away from them.

Joe kept on turning until she was again facing the jeering lumbermen.
"Take that, ye varmint!" The forest woman's club descended on a lumberjack's head.

"And ye, too!" she shrieked, hitting the other man across the bridge of his nose.
"Come on! Come on, and I'll wallop the whole pack of ye!" "Steady, Joe," warned Grace Harlowe.