hatchet-helve

Updated: May 12, 2025

In front of the door she saw Garth on his knees preparing to build a fire; but the hand that held the hatchet-helve had dropped nervelessly to the ground; and his eyes, fixed and staring in the torpor of miserableness, had forgotten what he had set out to do.

Hulbert Footner - Two on the Trail: A Story of the Far Northwest