Guns and Snowshoes - Or, the Winter Outing of the Young Hunters by Ralph Bonehill
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they found some stones which were fairly flat, and these they managed
to pile up into something of a square, with an opening in the center and another at the bottom, next to the shelter. On the outside they heaped up some dirt and above this plastered the cracks with mud. When tried, the chimney drew very well, and there seemed to be little danger of it setting fire to the shelter proper. "We ought to have a name for this camp," observed Snap. "Every really first-class camp has a name." "This is such a very high-toned camp let us call it Hotel Millionaire," suggested Giant. "The Lakehouse," came from Whopper. "I've got something better than that," said Shep. "Half of these trees are birch trees, and we used birch bark on the roof. What's the matter with calling the place Birch Tree Inn?" "That's all right!" cried Snap. "Hurrah for Birch Tree Inn!" "Good enough," assented Whopper. "Let's run up a napkin for a flag, for here is where we feed." "Not much!" came from Giant. "What's the matter with this?" And from an inner pocket he produced a small silken flag. "I brought this along for our camp." "Hurrah for the stars and stripes!" came from Snap. "We'll raise the flag by all means." |
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