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Mike had kept an eye on them since their escapade of the Jumpin' Jane, but he was busy showing Babs the bear cub's sharp white teeth and warning the baby about playing with them when no one else was about. The timber-jacks were cutting way back beyond the road that ran past the clearing, and the twins had every opportunity to get down to the river without being seen.
I'm sure you'll find him entirely amenable to reason." The tyrant of "timber-jacks" frowned again. "H'm reason, eh? How big a block of Twin Buttes stock shall I offer him?" Her laugh was a silvery peal of derision. "You always figure in dollars and cents, don't you, Mr. Simon Peter Hathaway?" she mocked. "I have always found it the cheapest in the end."
CHRISTMAS was seldom made much of among the timber-jacks, but this winter they were to have such a celebration as they had never dreamed of before. Mr. Starr had held several secret meetings with his wife and the Latimers, and the result was that one day in the early part of December, he took the fastest team and the sleigh and drove to town. Mr.
A flash of sudden insight caught him and held him in its glaring light. He had been doing all this work. He had built this home. He had fought the roughest timber-jacks and the high hills and the raging winter for money. He had dreamt and laboured on his dreams and built them higher. Why? For Ruth Lansing. He had fought the thought of her. He had put her out of his mind.
"I didn't, and I know not one of the timber-jacks did it," said Mr. Latimer, soberly. Suddenly, Babs, who was seeking under a branch for a tempting ball of pop-corn that hung low, gave a shriek of mingled fear and joy. "Oh, he's here! He's sleeping in here!" cried she, pointing her chubby fingers toward the tree. "Who? What?" demanded the twins, running over to Babs.
I will," replied Cookee, who was a favored mortal in camp, for timber-jacks could do without sleep but not without food. "Now's we got the juice done, an' the cakes baked, I'll jes' show you what I done made fer the feast," said Cookee, leading the ladies into a lean-to shed that he had built up against the cabin, to store his cooked foods safely away from men and children.
"How could we manage let me see! We could get out on that raft and stand on that to push the logs out," suggested Don. "Sure! We'll pull the raft up to the bank by the chains, an' then push her out again with our peavies." So the two scrambled down from the logs and hunted about for two long sticks that would answer for the peavies the timber-jacks used.
The timber-jacks were playing cards while the Starrs and Latimers were having a game of chess. All was quiet in the solemn light of the full moon. "Good! We can get away easy," whispered Don, as he stepped carefully from the doorway. Dot followed and closed the door behind her.
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