The best they could do was to lie down in the lee of a drift, and allow themselves to be covered deep with the protecting snow.

Even then they could not keep their shelter long, for they had to _eat_.

For eighteen hours out of the twenty-four the moose had to feed to keep himself alive during the winter.

His big stomach demanded quantity, and it took him most of his time to nibble from the tops of bushes the two or three bushels he needed a day.

The caribou required almost as much--the deer least of the three.
And the storm kept up that day, and the next, and still a third--three days and three nights--and the third day and night there came with it a stinging, shot-like snow that fell two feet deep on the level, and in drifts of eight and ten.