Then I'd come soaring back here to you fellows." "That would shorely be a grand trip, Paul," said Shif'less Sol, "an' I wouldn't mind takin' it in myself.

But fur the present we'd better busy our minds with the warnin's the wild fowl are givin' us, though we're well fixed fur a house already.

It's cu'rus what good homes a handy man kin find in the wilderness." The predictions of the wild fowl were true.

A few days later heavy clouds rolled up in the southwest, and the five watched them, knowing what they would bring them.

They spread to the zenith and then to the other horizon, clothing the whole circle of the earth.