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Ruth Fielding at Snow Camp - Or, Lost in the Backwoods by pseud. Alice B. Emerson
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"Why don't you take a nap, Helen? Madge and I will keep the first
watch--and keep the fire burning."

"Suppose there should be wolves--or bears," whispered Helen.

"Ridiculous! no self-respecting beast would be out in such a gale.
They'd know better," declared Madge Steele, briskly.

"And if one does come here," muttered Jennie, sleepily, "I shall
kill and eat him."

She nodded off the next moment and Helen followed her example. Madge
and Ruth talked to keep each other awake. Occasionally they fought
their way to the half-dead tree and brought back armfuls of its
smaller branches.

"It's a shame," declared Miss Steele, "that girls don't carry
knives, and such useful things. Did you ever know a girl to have
anything in her pocket that was worth carrying--if she chanced by
good luck to have a pocket at all? Now, with a knife, we could get
some better wood."

"I know," Ruth admitted. "I know more about camping out than ever I
did before. Next time, I'm going to carry things. You never know what
is going to happen."

As the evening advanced the cold became more biting. They stirred up
the fire with a long stick and the glowing coals threw out increased
warmth. The four sleeping girls stirred uneasily, and Madge, putting
her hand against the back wall of rock, found that it had cooled.
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