That will be quite a lot, I guess." The others now came in, for their outdoor exercise had taken up more than two hours of morning time.
"Wood, next, I suppose," remarked Tom, gazing regretfully at the already diminished pile of wood.
"No; there's wood enough to last until to-morrow; probably until the day after," Dave answered.
"But do any of you fellows see the storm stopping ?" queried Dick.
"No," Dave and Tom both admitted.
"Then, as there's no telling how long this good old blizzard will last, we'll do well to stack all the wood we can carry into this cabin." "Why not take a little rest first ?" urged Dan.

"I'll do my share of the work, all the time, but I'll admit that I'm tired just now." "We can divide into two shifts, then," suggested Dick.

"As I don't feel very tired, I'll get into the first shift.

Tom, do you feel plenty strong ?" "Strong ?" sniffed young Reade.

"Humph! I'm ready, right now, to meet and vanquish the biggest Bermuda onion that you can produce." Dave had already started for the door.