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dark, storm laden sky, while the wind howled and the 

 heaving flood-wood groaned as if in mortal pain. 



Young soon returned and said, "There'* hard land close 

 l>y, \\ith plenty of spruces; and we might as well move 

 our stuff up there and fix up. somehow, till this wind goes 

 down, and may he t hat s what it will do when the .-mi 

 goes down or the rain comes. Hut if it don't, we've got 

 to stay here.- can't tell how long. Anyhow, we shan't 

 starve right oil', with plenty of trout and venison in my 

 pack basket." \Ve carried everything up into the woods, 

 to a pleasant sort of forests-round, a do/en rods, or so, hack 

 from the shore. 



"Guess here's a good place to cam])." said Young, look- 

 ing up to see whether any dead lives \\ere likely to fall 

 where we stood. " It's going to rain In-fore long," he 

 added, "and we might as well have a roof, the tirst thing." 



I was completely exhausted, and threw myself upon the 

 ground, quite regardless of rain or any other ill that might 

 befall us. empty, having eaten nothing since an early 

 luvakfast. tired out by the long carry and the paddling, 

 overcome l\ the heal, and I suppose I must admit that the 

 peril and the excitement had wrought a little upon my 

 nerves. 



Young, however, "equal to either fate," proceeded to 

 build an open bark-camp, the growth of which I still had 

 strength enough to watch with interest, lie first cut down 

 two small trees, made crotches, and thrust them into the 

 ground six feet apart. Upon these he laid a pole, th'-n 

 four poles upon that and the ground, at the proper angle 



