There is Elta, too, and the very last time I saw her I was ugly to her.

Oh dear! I wish--well, I wish, for one thing, that I could get inside that 'shanty,' and out of this miserable drizzle.

I wonder if I can't pick the lock ?" Full of this new idea, Winn obtained a bit of stiff wire from the handle of a lantern that stood outside the "shanty." This he bent as well as he could into the rude form of a key, and thus equipped, he worked patiently at the lock for another hour.

At length he threw away the useless implement in disgust.
"I was never cut out for a burglar, that's certain!" he exclaimed.
"There's one thing I can do, though, and I will, too.

I can smash down the door, and get inside that way." An axe lay beside a pile of wood near the forward end of the raft; and armed with this, the boy began to rain vigorous blows upon the stout door.