ARCH is a weary month for 
the Wood Folk. One who 
follows them then has it 
borne in upon him continually that 
life is a struggle, a keen, hard, hun- 
ger-driven struggle to fmd enough to 
keep a-going and sleep warm till the 
tardy sun comes north again with his 
rich living. The fall abundance of 
stored food has all been eaten, except 
in out-of-the-way corners that one 
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