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It did not take us very long, for we had a nice lot of dry
wood which had been kept in the most protected part of our house.
Mr. W. had brought some peanuts, which which he wished to
try an experiment -- he hoped our little squirrel might eat them
and that we might entice him nearer our house.  After our
fire was started, we made a little exploring trip.  We
found a nice lot of kindling wood and several excellent
pieces of bark.  We tried to remove the bark from some 
fallen trees but with very poor results.  The day was an ideal
one, the sky was of a beautiful dark blue, the sun was
shining <s>so</s> brightly, every "now and then" a clear sharp sound
as like the breaking of rock or the splitting of <s>fi</s> well seasoned
wood was heard.  At first we thought perhaps someone
else was in the wood, but we soon learned that the 
sounds came mainly from the brook and that it was the
frost at work.  Time passes very quickly engaged in this pleasant
way.  Soon it was 12 o'clock and we were feeling very
hungry.  We went back to the house, cooked coffee, toasted
our bread, and made a very hearty meal.  After dinner we
started on the roof and in the course of the afternoon managed
        