You will have to hold me up." Descending from the porch with noiseless footsteps, the boys passed around to the rear of the cabin, and when Lester had stationed himself under the window, Bob quickly mounted to his shoulders.

He examined the window as well as he could in the dark, and began to grow discouraged.

It was boarded up with two-inch planks, and they were held in their places by the largest spikes Don could find at Mr.
Jones's store.

Bob pushed his lever under one of the planks, but when he laid out his strength upon it, Lester rocked about in so alarming a manner, that Bob lost his balance, and to save himself from falling, jumped to the ground.
"We might as well go home," said he, rubbing his elbow, which, owing to Lester's unsteadiness, he had scratched pretty severely on the rough planks.

"If we only had a bundle of straw we'd start a bonfire." "It's a pity to go home and leave all these birds here," replied Lester.