Guns and Snowshoes - Or, the Winter Outing of the Young Hunters by Ralph Bonehill
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"He can make another pot of coffee, that's what he can do," grumbled Whopper. "All right, I will, but no more snowballing for the present," answered Shep, and set to work without delay. For breakfast they had some chicken, some bread and butter and hot coffee. The bread was pretty dry, but nobody minded it, for hunger and a clear, cold atmosphere are wonderful appetite builders. "The first thing to do to-day is to finish building our shelter," said Snap. "Oh, gosh! can't we go hunting?" demanded Whopper, who was itching to get out after big game. "He wants to bring in a few of those bears he has been talking about," said Giant, with a wink of his eye. "No hunting until the shelter is good enough to use in all kinds of weather," answered Snap. The bracing air kept the boys moving lively, and directly after breakfast they set to work in earnest. A large quantity of tree branches were cut down, and with these they made the sides and top of the hut or cabin as tight as possible. Around the bottom of the shelter they heaped up all the snow that was close at hand. The building of the chimney bothered them a great deal. Fortunately |
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