The wind was in the south-east, and as they entered the cabin David remarked: "There'll be snow before to-morrow mornin'." When they had eaten supper that evening and cleared the table David stepped out for a look at the weather, and returning reported: "'Twill be a nasty night.

The snow's started and the wind's risin'.
'Tis wonderful frosty, too, for a wind." "Let's see how cold it is," said Doctor Joe, stepping out to consult his spirit thermometer.

"Thirty-eight below zero.

Frosty enough with a gale, and a gale's rising," he reported.

"I'm glad we're all snug inside." "Tell us a story," Jamie suggested, as they settled themselves comfortably by the fire.
"There's dogs comin'!" Andy broke in.
David ran to the door, and a moment later ushered Eli Horn into the cabin.
"What's the matter, Eli?
Has anything happened ?" asked Doctor Joe, immediately concerned for Margaret's safety.
"Margaret's safe," said Eli with suppressed excitement.