The snow blew across it with great violence, and was fast filling it up.
However, Jonas soon came to his first rafter, and this encouraged him.
It was a good deal covered with snow, but the end was out, and the direction of it showed him which way to go, in order to find the next one.

After he had passed this guide, the path was no more to be distinguished.

He went on, however, as nearly as he could in the direction indicated by the rafter; and, after going the proper distance, he began to look out before him for the second.

He began to be a little anxious lest he had missed it, when he observed something dark in the snow, at a little distance on the right.

He went to it, and found that it was the rafter.
Thus he was upon his track again; but his having so narrowly escaped missing it, made him afraid that he should not be able to follow the train very far.