"You can hear his axe." Jonas listened, and he heard distinctly the sound of an axe in the woods behind; presently it ceased.

Immediately after, there was a prolonged crash, which echoed back from the mountains.
"There goes a tree," said the boy.
Jonas was sorry to have to leave Oliver so long, but he wished to persevere until he should find the man, as he knew that the farmer was very desirous of having the business done that day.

So he told the boy that he believed he would go and see if he could find Mr.Woodman; and then he set off in the direction which the boy had indicated.
This road was so sheltered by the woods, that the snow was not much drifted; and, besides, it had been kept open by the teams, which had been employed in hauling out pine logs.

When Jonas got in to the end of the road, he heard the strokes of the axe, at a short distance on the right.
He looked that way, and found that the man was standing at the foot of a tall tree, of very large size; and he was cutting through the trunk of it, about two feet from the top of the snow.

He saw that it was nearly off, and so he thought he would wait a moment, where he was, and see it fall.