"Ah, stop your yawning an" help me, can"t you!" cried Don, with exasperation as the wood refused to burn.
"What d"ye want me to do?" asked Dot, testily.
"Go back and get some of those chunks," replied Don.
"I will if you go with me, but I"m not going to walk past those woods alone. A bear might jump out!"
"Pooh, no bears about--wish there were, then we"d have some fun catching him," bragged Don.
"Yes you would, like you did the brown calf on the ca.n.a.l," teased Dot.
As the calf-bear story was one Don preferred forgotten, he made no answer, but prepared to accompany his sister.
"When we get back, that wood in there will be burning," said he, taking a last look at the smouldering pine.
The twins found the heap of wood and took as much as their arms could carry. This was strenuous work for the chunks were heavy and awkward, and the children cold and tired. They managed, however, to lift them to the engine room and then Don easily dragged them over to the door.
Meantime, his fuel had ignited and the pine was beginning to burn brightly. One of the large chunks was thrown in and the children felt better. As soon as the chunk started blazing the whole place began to grow warmer, and the children grew drowsier.
They laid down in their blankets to talk plans for working Jumpin" Jane, but soon fell asleep.
They might have slept on until found by Jim in the morning, but the fire died down again and the cold made the twins restless. Finally, Don sat up and grumbled for more covers. Finding himself on a hard floor he soon recalled their escapade. He looked about. The moon had set and a grey streak showed through the cut announcing that dawn was on its way.
"Guess I had better not sleep any more," said Don to himself, as he got up and looked into the fire-pot.
"Gee, she"s most out again!" said he, looking about for kindlings.
Some twigs and small pieces of pine were in a box not seen in the dark of the night, so Don threw them all into the embers and as soon as they were burning, he pushed one of the chunks of pine inside. He looked down at Dot and was about to call her to duty, then thought better of it and decided to have a roaring fire going before he made her get up.
In the growing light he found all the pine wood he wanted and soon had a fierce fire blazing away in the engine. The sparks that flew out of the funnel shot up and seemed to act like tiny demons dancing in the wind that tossed them up and over the trees.
Dot awoke with the noise Don made about the engine, and jumped up to see what was cracking the engine to pieces.
"It"s the steam!" explained Don. "I haven"t found the right valve to turn it into the feeder."
"Why, Jim said this big black handle did it," advised Dot, taking hold of a valve handle.
Don turned it a bit and immediately the feeder began banging and cracking like a cannon.
"Sounds just like our radiator in the playroom at Oakwood, doesn"t it?"
grinned Dot.
"Yes," said Don, absent-mindedly, as he looked out of the little window at the small trees lying about.
"We may as well carry those trees out of the way for the men to begin work tomorrow. You know, Mr. Latimer said he would have to get them cleaned out of the path for the big ones to come down," said Don.
"But--can you work Jane?" asked Dot.
"Sure thing! Didn"t Jim show me just how to do it?"
"What do you want me to do to help you?" asked Dot.
"We"ll have breakfast first, then we"ll go to work," replied Don, taking the sandwiches from his pocket.
"I"m glad now that I didn"t eat my apple, "cause I"m so awful hungry. I just can taste how good those pancakes and maple-syrup tastes this morning," said Dot, smacking her lips.
Don took out an apple and laid it on the floor, but seemed not to remember his own.
"That"s only one--where"s the other?" asked Dot.
"Gone!"
"Where? did you lose it?" asked Dot, sympathetically.
"No, I ate it this mornin" when I woke up. I did a heap of work long before you got up and I had to have something to stay my stomach,"
admitted Don, in the words often heard from Jim.
"Then break mine and take half," offered Dot.
Never backward in such things, Don thanked his sister, and split the apple in two.
Breakfast over, the two went to work in their exciting experiments.
"Now, you go over by that tree trunk and wait for Jane"s arm to run out.
The moment I blow the whistle, you watch out for the tackling clutch to come down and lock it around the tree. Then, I"ll work the arm and bring the tree over by the roadside and drop it in the ditch," explained Don.
"You"re sure you know which thing to pull out or push in," ventured Dot.
"Sure--watch me!" and Don opened the valve that sent steam into the feeder. He pulled a lever at the left and immediately a great vibration started as the travelling crane, or arm, swung about their heads and tossed the steel cables about in the air.
"Hi, that"s the way, all right!" laughed Don, at his successful experiment.
Dot saw the cables with the grappling hooks swing over her head and dodged down inside the caboose.
"You go over to the trees and play you"re a timber-jack. I"m the engineer that runs Jumpin" Jane," ordered Don.
Dot jumped down and ran over to the place where several small pine trees lay parallel upon the ground. Don started the lever and watched the travelling crane swing around on the opposite side of the skidder from that where Dot waited to hook up the grapplers.
"Humph! guess I pushed on the wrong side of the board," murmured Don, as he pushed the other lever over on the right hand side.
He forgot to pull the first one back in place so the arm swung over to the right and back again to the left, then reversed until its cables with grappling hooks were swinging back and forth dangerously near to the children"s head.
Dot screamed: "Turn her off, for goodness sake! Those hooks"ll tear us to pieces!"
Don was nervous over the error and wondered why they acted that way.
Suddenly, he saw that he had not turned off the first lever. As soon as they were both shut off the arm remained where it was, and the cables gradually stopped swinging.
"Say, Don, how long shall I stand here waiting?"
"Just a minute--I"m trying another handle," said Don.