It was infinitely more clumsy than the clumsiest handiwork of man--of man as we know him.

It was put together in a casual, helter-skelter sort of way.

Above the fork of the tree whereon we rested was a pile of dead branches and brush.

Four or five adjacent forks held what I may term the various ridge-poles.

These were merely stout sticks an inch or so in diameter.