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Onions, he found, were not i Those he removed from the oven were distinctly pulpy, but since they smelled like onion and tasted like it, he mushed them in with the biscuit crus with thearticles Since he could find nothing but black linen, Wallie threaded a darning needle and did a fancy "feather" stitch down the middle of each of them

This accomplished, he stood off and viewed his handiith eh it occurred to hienerous use of "forcemeat" they had a bloated appearance, as if they had died of strychnine poisoning

The heads, too, were decidedly rat-like, and as the long, sharp teeth of the pair of therinned up at Wallie he covered thee every stick of firewood, and it took an incredible amount to heat ater Abut collect wood and carry water

As he set his tub and washboard on a box and rubbed vigorously on his undergarments, he smiled to himself and wondered what his friends of The Colonial would say if they could see hi, it was easier than digging post holes, but it was not much of a way to spend Christmas and he was desperately lonely He wished so to talk to

He was so far from the road that there were no passersby, and no one wanted to see hireat as he dwelt upon it that on the reht see so and walked to the here with his elbow he rubbed a spot clear of frost

Looking out through the loop-hole, it was a white, tractless world he gazed upon, and he ns of life he could discover He told hiht have known better than to hope for any

As he squinted, he suddenly pressed his eye harder against theDid he see a speck that ed the hole and strained his eyes until they watered Surely itfor words if it were only a delusion

It did! It did! There was now notoward the cabin Wallie shook with exciteht be, Wallie would make him stay for dinner if he had to pay him by the hour for his company That was settled Very likely it was Pinkey, but to-day even Boise Bill would be welcome