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difference, in the force of the wind from what we had 
experienced that we decided to build our camp-fire right here
in a little glade.  We were not entirely protected from the
wind, but the place, round about, was so pretty, and the
sun shone down so bright, our spring, too, was so close, that
we felt we could not choose a much better place.  A large
stone was moved over to the foot of a tree; this was to serve
as a seat.  Our fire was soon burning.  In a short time we had
one of our largest fires.  How the wind would make the wood
burn!  But there was plenty of it, so the fire did not want.
Coffee was prepared and we ate our dinner.  After dinner we
proposed taking a little exploring trip, intending to build up our
fire before going and seeing how it would be on our return.  But
the fire proved too much of an attraction and there we remained.
While standing at our camp fire, looking around, enjoying the
scenery, one particular pretty scene was the one looking in the
direction of the brook, which could be seen sparkling here and
there.  I saw only a short distance from me, in the wet place
caused by the overflow from our spring, a tree with an opening near
the top, and in the opening an owl.  It was a pretty picture, the opening
        