"Getting these logs is going to be harder work than chopping down young trees." Whistling, Tom Reade had gone around to the cabin.

Now, with a whoop of glee he returned, bearing a crowbar.
"Found this in one corner of the cabin," he explained.

"Now, we'll pry logs loose in fast order." His prediction turned out a good one.

Within five minutes more than a dozen of the logs had been loosened and Dick & Co.

busied themselves in carrying the logs around and into the cabin.
"Now, Danny Coldfeet, we'll soon have your flame red medicine ready," laughed Dave Darrin jovially.