I promise ye that.

His outfit ain't any better'n Peg himself." "Who is the contractor ?" asked Tom.
"It's the Dusenbery outfit.

Dusenbery is always timber-lookin', peekin' about the Pinies to find a cuttin' that he kin steal, and he's stole a lot of it, Cap'n Gray.

Ye lookin' for timber thieves ?" "That is a part of my job up here," answered Tom smilingly.
"Git Dusenbery and ye'll have the biggest stealer of these Big North Woods, but have yer gun handy when ye git him or he'll git ye first." With this parting admonition, Joe took a currycomb and brush from her kit bag and began grooming Henry's coat, which, from contact with brush and thorns, and the wetting he had received the night before, looked as if it needed it.
"The burning question of the moment is, do we sleep on feathers or firs to-night ?" inquired Hippy.
"We will get at that right away.

Mrs.Shafto, please show Lieutenant Wingate how to pick a backlog and let him get spruce boughs for two lean-tos and wood for the night's fuel," directed Tom.
While this was being done, Tom selected the camp site; then cut and set four poles, the rear pair lower than the front, and across these he laid ridge poles.