"Nothing further," he said briefly.
"You should have been an Indian," laughed Grace.
"Should have been? He is," averred Hippy.
Not a shred of canvas large enough to cover a mess plate was found in the ruins of their camp, and, as soon as they had a.s.sembled and packed what was left of their equipment, the party went on without tents. After luncheon that day they turned off from the lumber trail and struck out into the densely timbered land, Joe following her course by certain old blazes on trees. Traveling there was much slower than it had been on the open lumber trail, but the Overlanders made satisfactory time, and covered nearly twenty miles before they halted to prepare their camp for the night.
It lacked three hours of nightfall then, so Tom Gray decided to go over to Section Forty-three and have his talk with the foreman of that lumber camp. It was an hour-and-a-half later when he returned, flushed and angry.
"Well?" questioned Grace.
"I learned that a dozen jacks came in from Bisbee"s Corners last night, but when I asked that they be lined up to see if I could identify any of them as belonging to the mob that attacked us at Bisbee"s, the foreman threatened to set the whole outfit of jacks on me. He said he was not running a detective bureau and that he didn"t give a rap what his jacks did so long as they got out timber."
"What"s his name?" interrupted the guide.
"Tatem, he said."
"Feller with a wooden leg?" demanded Joe.
"Yes."
"That"s Peg Tatem, the biggest ruffian of "em all. He"d brain ye with a peavey if you give him any back talk. I"ve always thought that Peg knew the devils who killed my man. Oh, I hope the time comes when I get a chance to set Henry on him. Henry"d make toothpicks of that peg-leg. I promise ye that. His outfit ain"t any better"n Peg himself."
"Who is the contractor?" asked Tom.
"It"s the Dusenbery outfit. Dusenbery is always timber-lookin", peekin"
about the Pinies to find a cuttin" that he kin steal, and he"s stole a lot of it, Cap"n Gray. Ye lookin" for timber thieves?"
"That is a part of my job up here," answered Tom smilingly.
"Git Dusenbery and ye"ll have the biggest stealer of these Big North Woods, but have yer gun handy when ye git him or he"ll git ye first."
With this parting admonition, Joe took a currycomb and brush from her kit bag and began grooming Henry"s coat, which, from contact with brush and thorns, and the wetting he had received the night before, looked as if it needed it.
"The burning question of the moment is, do we sleep on feathers or firs to-night?" inquired Hippy.
"We will get at that right away. Mrs. Shafto, please show Lieutenant Wingate how to pick a backlog and let him get spruce boughs for two lean-tos and wood for the night"s fuel," directed Tom.
While this was being done, Tom selected the camp site; then cut and set four poles, the rear pair lower than the front, and across these he laid ridge poles. When the spruce boughs were brought in they were placed on top of the framework thus erected, and in a few moments the roof was on.
The ends of the lean-to were closed by hanging spruce boughs over them.
The roof boughs were all laid in the same direction, b.u.t.ts towards the front, tops towards the rear.
This accomplished, a little green house had appeared like magic, but it was not yet complete. Spruce boughs were brought and spread over the ground under the lean-tos to the depth of about a foot, all laid one way, smooth and springy and so sweetly odorous that the air in the little house seemed intoxicating.
Emma Dean dove in headfirst.
"Stop that! This house is not intended to be a rough-house," protested Hippy, coming up at this juncture with an armful of boughs.
"I can"t help it. It is so perfectly stunning. Do you know what its name is? Why, Green Gables, of course, and--"
"What are the wild birds saying?" mocked Hippy.
"They will be crooning a good-night lullaby the instant I lay my weary person down," declared Elfreda Briggs.
A second lean-to, much smaller than the first, was erected. Then preparations for the campfire were begun. This was laid on sloping ground a little lower down than the lean-tos. First, a log was placed and stakes driven behind it to keep it from rolling down the slight decline, its purpose being to supply the backlog of the fire, which, when started, would be almost on a level with the lean-tos, and about four feet from them. Evergreen boughs were cut and laid lengthwise in front of the lean-tos, to be planted between the houses and the fire, in case the fire might be too hot for the occupants.
Hippy was now bringing in the night-wood and complaining bitterly about having to do all the work.
"Why not harness up that lazy bear and make him draw in the logs?" he demanded.
"If ye"ll harness the pup and snake in a log with him, I"ll make my Henry snake two logs," retorted the forest woman.
Hippy went back for another load of wood, his shoulders jogging up and down with laughter.
"This is all very fine, Tom, but what are we going to do after you have left us?" wondered Anne.
"Grace knows how to build a lean-to, and I am positive that Mrs. Shafto does," answered Tom.
Joe nodded.
"When you go into permanent camp you will require a different construction to keep the rain out. Bark stripped from trees will answer the purpose," Tom informed them.
The small lean-to was for the guide, and another of about the same size was later erected for Tom and Hippy, though further from the fire than the little green houses for the girls and the guide.
Night was upon them by the time they had finished, and Mrs. Shafto already had built a small cook fire and was preparing supper. About the time it was ready Tom put a match under the larger pile of wood, and a cheerful blaze flamed up.
"Try the house and see how warm it is, girls," suggested Grace.
Exclamations of delight and gurgles of satisfaction followed their trial of the lean-to.
"Why, it is as warm as a steam-heated house," cried Nora.
"That is because the rear side of the lean-to is closed and the front open. The heat therefore remains in the lean-to. Even a low fire will keep one warm in such a shelter in the coldest of winter nights," Grace explained to her companions.
In the meantime Tom and Hippy were discussing the attack of the previous night, and Tom Gray was cautioning Hippy to be on the lookout all the time and see to it that the Overland girls were protected.
"We are getting into rough country. I don"t need to tell you that," said Tom. "Law is quite a way removed from us, and it takes time to get the law operating in the Big Woods country. By the time it does get working, the guilty ones generally are out of reach. I wish we had got in touch with w.i.l.l.y Horse and hired him to join the outfit."
"Leave it to Henry and Hippy," laughed Lieutenant Wingate. "What those two "H"s" can"t do, he couldn"t. Then again, we have Hindenburg. Do you think that fellow Tatem had anything to do with what happened last night?"
Tom said he knew of no good reason why the foreman of Forty-three should have wished to injure them.
"The attack looks to me like a lumberjack"s revenge but I can"t account for it. I have decided to leave you in the morning. Grace has a duplicate of my forestry map, and will know where I am most of the time.
I"ll look in on you from time to time, and about the first of the month I shall make my headquarters on the Little Big Branch where you folks are going to camp for a few weeks. Be careful of fire, and if you are visited by a fire warden tell him who you are. One cannot be too particular about saving the forests, and a little carelessness might cause a fire loss of thousands of dollars before the blaze could be stopped."
"We want to go to bed," interrupted Emma. "How are we going to do so with one side of the house out?"
"Hang two blankets over the front, please, Hippy. Take them down after the girls have turned in. I will look after the ponies; then you and I will hit the pines," directed Tom, rising.