"I know Joe is in a big hurry to get started back." So the stuff was bundled off in rapid order, after which Joe backed his team and swung it around.
"I hope you fellows have a real, nice, loony time!" was Joe's parting salute.
"Now, let's get the stuff inside," urged Dave.

This was done with speed, if not with order.
"Now, I'll go out and chop firewood," proposed Dave.

"Who'll go with me ?" "Let's all go out and take a look around," suggested Dick.

"We want to know all of our surroundings before dark, which isn't a great way off." "We can't have a fire too soon to suit me," grumbled Dan.
Outside one of the first sights that met their eyes, back of the cabin, was a pile of four foot logs that would have measured five or six cords.
"Now, that's what I call bully," gloated Dalzell.

"It won't take us long to have a real fire going in that big chimney-place." "Let's see what this other little shack is," urged Dick, leading the way to a log shanty some eight feet by ten.