Axes and ropes were taken, feed for the team, and food enough for two days.
The sun had come out bright and warm; there was enough snow to make the sleds run easily, and we got on well until past three in the afternoon, when we were made aware of a very unusual change of temperature, for Maine in December.

It grew warm rapidly; clouds overspread the sky; a thunderpeal rumbled suddenly.

Within ten minutes a thundershower was falling, and almost as if by magic, all that snow melted away.

We were left with our rack and traverse sleds, scraping and bumping over logs and stones.

Never before or since have I seen six inches of snow go out of sight so suddenly.