Several hundred thousand feet of them rolled over our camp and mashed it flat.

A good part of the timber went on into the river.

The rest of it is scattered all the way along the travoy." "What! All our provisions gone ?" wailed Hippy.
"No.

They were strung up high enough to be out of the way," spoke up Grace.
"You are wrong, Grace," differed Tom.

"A log must have ended up and broken the rope.