And I don't want to live in a tent
when it gets good and cold. We've got to build a shack of some
sort. There will be a hundred and one things to do before we
are ready to start. And it is going to cost something, too."
"How much?" asked Giant, anxiously. "Please don't make the amount
too high, or I won't be able to stand for my share."
"We'll figure it out," said Snap, producing a note-book and a
pencil. "I suppose when it comes to such things as flour, sugar,
salt, coffee and the like, we can get them from our homes. But
there are other things that we will have to buy. For instance,
we will need plenty of powder and shot, and we'll want to take
medicines and plasters along, in case of accidents-----"
"I can get those from my father," interrupted Shep. "He has an
emergency case that will be just the thing."
"How about-----" began Giant, when he stopped short, to gaze at
a man who was running down the road at top speed. "Hullo, Mr.
Harrison!" he called. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Goin' to the fire!" was the puffed-out answer.
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