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 Table of Contents
 Morning
 Commanding and obeying
 Franco
 Dog lost
 Signs of a storm
 The rescue
 A fire
 The carding-mill
 Difficulty
 A surprise
 The snow fort, or good for...






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Table of Contents
    Front Matter
        Page 1
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    Frontispiece
        Page 3
    Title Page
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        Page 5
        Page 6
    Preface
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    Table of Contents
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    Morning
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    Commanding and obeying
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    Franco
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    Dog lost
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    Signs of a storm
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    The rescue
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    A fire
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    The carding-mill
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    Difficulty
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    A surprise
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    The snow fort, or good for evil
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Ct


fewrof


IrAUSTYM ASSTH m:







JONAS


O N


FARM


IN


WINTER.


mr THE


AUTHOR OF THE ROLLO BOOKS.








NEW YORK-
CLARK, AUSTIN & SMITH,
B PAl ow AND 3 Al-fcar,
1853.
























lctareA n..ccordg to Act of Congro hi the year IS4,
Br T. H. CArren,
rn the Clrk' Office or the Distrive Conut of oMr auliannett.










PREFACE.



THus little work, with its companion,
JoNAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER, is in-
tended as the continuation of a series,
the first two volumes of which, JONAS'
STORnMs and JONAS A JUDGE, have al-
ready been published. They are all de-
signed, not merely to interest and amuse
the juvenile reader, but to give him in-
struction, by exemplifying the principles
of honest integrity, and plain practical
good 'sense, in their application to the
ordinary circumstances of childhood.













CONTENTS.




CHAPTER L
M oR ISe.............--.-----...-- .---- --**-----

CHAPTER I1.
ConsrANDIN AWn O YIrOpE .............-----

CHAPTER I.L


CHAPTER VI.
THE RrEzac ..,.............. ........

CHAPTER R VII.










IONAS ON A FARM IN WINTER.


CHAPTER I.

MORNING.

EAn.LY one winter morning, while Jonas
was living upon the farm, in the employment
of Oliver's father, he came groping down, just
before daylight, into the great room.
The great room was, as its name indicated,
quite large, occupying a considerable portion
of the lower floor of the farmer's house.
There was a very spacious fireplace in one
side, with a settle, which was a long seat,
with a very high back, near it. The room
was used both for kitchen and parlor, and
there was a great variety of furniturein dif-
ferent parts of it. There were chairs and
tables, a bookcase with a desk beltor a loom
in one corner by a window, and a sb ning-
wheel near it. Then, there were a grOat-








many doors. One led out into the back yard,
one up stairs, one into a back room, which
was used for coarse work, and which was
generally called the kitchen,--and one into
a large store closet adjoining the great room.
Jonas groped his way down stairs; but as
soon as he opened the great room door, he
found the room filled with a flickering light,
which came from the fireplace. There was
a log there, which had been buried in the
ashes the night before. It had burned slowly,
through the night, and the fire had broken
out at one end, which now glowed like a
furnace, and illuminated the whole room with
a faint red light.
Jonas went up towards the fire. The
hearth was very large, and formed of great,
flat stones. On one side of it was a large
heap of wood, which Jonas had prepared the
night before, to be ready for his fire. On the
other side was a black cat asleep, with her
chin upon her paws. When the cat heard
Jonas coming, she rose up, stretched out her
fore paws, and then began to purr, rubbing
her cheeks against the bottom of the settle.
"Good morning, Darco," said Jonas. It
is time to get up."








The cat's name was Darco.
Jonas took a pair of heavy iron tongs,
which stood by the side of the fire, and pulled
forward the log. He found that it had
burned through, and by three or four strokes
with the tongs, he broke it up into large
fragments of coal, of a dark-reddish color.
The air being thus admitted, they soon began
to brighten and crackle, until, in a few min-
utes, there was before him a large heap of
glowing and burning coals. He put a log on
behind, then placed the andirons up to the
log, and a great forestick upon the andirons.
He placed the forestick so far out as to leave
a considerable space between it and the back-
log, and then be put the coals up into this
space,--having first put in a slender stick,
resting upon the andirons, to keep the coals
from falling through- He then placed on a
great deal more wood, and he soon_ had a
roaring fire, which crackled loud, and blazed
up into the "chimney-
"Now for my lantern," said Jonas.
So saying, he took down a lantern, which
hung by the side of the fire- The lantrn
was made of tin, with holes punched throu*
it on all sides, so as to allow the light to








shine through; and yet the holes were not
large enough to admit the wind, to blow out
the light.
Jonas opened the lantern, and took out a
short candle from the socket within. Just
as he was lighting it, the door opened, and
Amos came in.
Ah, Jonas," said he, '" you are before me,
as usual."
Why, the youngest hand makes the fire,


of course,' said Jonas.
Then it ought to be


Oliver," said


-- "or else Josey."
There I promised to wake Oliver up,"
said Jonas.


0, he's
coming dow


awake; and he and Josey are


n.


They have found out


there is snow on the ground." A
"Is there much snow ? asked Jonas.
I don't know," said Amos; the ground
seems pretty well covered. If there is enough


to make sledding, you
to-day."


are going after wood


"And what are you going to do? "


I am going up among the
out the barn frame, I believe."


pines to


Amos,






MOUN1NG. 18

Here a door opened, and Oliver came in,
followed by Josey shivering witf the cold,
and in great haste to get to the firk.
Didn't your father say," said Amos to
Oliver, that he was going with me to-day,
to get out the timber for the barn frame? "
"Yes," said Oliver, "he is going to build
a great barn next summer. But I'm going%
up into the woods with Jonas, to haul wood.
There's plenty of snow."
I'd go too," said Josey, if it wasn't so
cold."
It won't be cold in the woods," said
Jonas. There's no wind in the woods."
While they had been talking thus, Jonas
had got his lantern ready, and had gone to
the door, and stood there a minute, ready to
go out.
"Jonas," said Josey, "are you going out
into the barn ? "
Yes," said Jonas.
Wait a minute, then, for me, Just till I put
on my other boot."
Jonas waited a minute, according to Josey's
request, and then they all went out together.
They found the snow pretty deep. atH r
the yard, but they waded through it tO








barn. They had to go through a gate, which
led'them into the barn-yard. From the barn-
yard they entered the barn itself, by a small
door near one corner-
There were two great doors in the middle
of the barn, made so large that, when they
were opened, there was space enough for a
large load of hay to go in- Opposte these
doors there Was a space floored over with
plank, pretty wide, and extending through the
barn to the back side.. This was called the
barn floor. On one side was a place divided
off for stables for the horses, and on the other
side was the tie-up, a place for the oxen and
cows. There was also the bay, and the
lofts for hay and grain; and at the end of the
tie-up there was a door leading $yto a calf-
pen, and thence, by a passage behind the
calf-pen, to a work-shop and shed. The
small door where the boys came in, led to a
long and narrow passage, between the tie-up
and the bay.
They walked along, Jonas going before
with his lantern in his hand. The cattle
which had lain down, began to get up,
and the horses neighed in their stalls; for
the shining of the lantern in the barn was






Mon01mNG. au

the well-known signal which called them to
breakfast.
Jonas clambered up by a long ladder to the
hay-loft, to pitch down some hay, and Josey
and Oliver followed him; while Amos r-
mained below to "feed out the hay, as he
called it, as fast as they pitched it down. It
was pretty dark upon the loft, although the
lantern shed a feeble light upon the rafters
above.
"Boys," said Jonas, "it is dangerous for
you to be up here; I'd rather you'd go down.-
Well," said Oliver, and he began to
descend.
"Why?" said Josey; "I don't think
there's any danger."
"Yes," said Jonas, "a pitchfork wound is
worse than almost any other. It is what they
call a punctured wound."
What kind of a wound is that ? said
Josey.
I'll tell you some other time," said Jonas.
But don't stay up here. You don't obey so
well as Oliver. Go down and give the old
general some hay."
The old General was the name of a large
white horse- auite old and steady but df








great strength. When he was younger, he
belonged to a general, who used to ride him
upon the parade, and this was the origin of
his name.
Josey, at this proposal, made haste down
the ladder, and began to put some hay over
into the old General's crib. He then went
round into the General's stall, and, patting
him upon the neck, he asked him if his
breakfast was good.
In the mean time, Oliver opened the great
barn doors, and, taking a shovel, he began to
clear away the snow from before them. The
sky in the east was by this time beginning to
be quite bright; and a considerable degree of
light from the sky, and from the new-fallen
now,came into the barn. Josey got a shovel,
and went out to help Oliver. After they had
shoveled away the snow from the great barn
doors, they went to the house, and began to
clear the steps before the doops, and to make
paths in the yards. They worked in this
way for half an hour, and then, just as the
sun began first to show its bright, glittering
rays above the horizon, they went into the
house. They found that the great fire which
Jonas had built, was burnt half down; the








breakfast-table was set, and the breakfast
itself was nearly ready.
The boys came to the fireplace, to see
what they were going to have for breakfast.
Boys," said the farmer's wife, while she
was turning her cakes,." go and call Amos in
to family prayers, and Jonas"
"You go, Oliver," said Josey.
Oliver said nothing, but obeyed his mother's
direction. He went into the barn-yard, and
he found Amon and Jonas at work in a shed
beyond, getting down a sled which had been
stowed away there during the summer. It
was a large and heavy sled, and had a tongue
extending forward to draw it by.
What are you getting out that sled for ? '
said Oliver.
To haul wood on," said Jonas. We're
going to haul wood after breakfast, and I
want to get all ready."
There was another smaller and lighter
sled, which had been upon the top of the
heavy one, before Amos and Jonas had taken
it off. This smaller sled had two shafts to
draw it by, instead of a tongue. Jonas knew
by this, that it was intended to be drawn by
2*







18 JONAS ON A PAMa IN WINTXr-

a horse, while the one with a tongue was
meant for oxen.
Oliver," said Jonas, "I think-it would be
a good plan for you and Josey to take this
sled and the old General, and go with me to
haul wood."
Well," said Oliver, "I should like it very
much."
We can all go up together. You and
Josey can be loadig the horse-sled, while I
load the ox-sled, and then we can drive them
down, and so get two loads down, instead of
one."
"Well," said Oliver, "I mean to ask my
father."
"Or perhaps," continued Jonas, "you can
be teamster for the oxen, and Josey can drive
the horse, and so I remain up in the woods,
cutting and splitting."
No," said Oliver, "because we can't
unload alone."
"No," said JonasS "I had forgotten that."
"But I mean to ask my father," said
Oliver, "to let me have the old General, and
haul a load down when you come."
So saying, the boys walked along towards








the house. The sun was now shining beau-
tifully upon the fresh snow, making it sparkle
in every direction, all around. They walked
in by the path which Oliver and Josey had
shoveled.
Why didn't you make your path wider ? "
said Amos, This isn't wide enough for a
cow-path."
"0, yes, Amos," said Jonas, "it will do
very well. I can widen it a little when I
come ont after breakfast."
When they got to the door, Jonas stopped
a moment to look around. The fields were
white in every direction, and the branches
of the trees near the house were loaded with
the snow. The air was keen and frosty, and
the breaths of the boys were visible by the
vapor which was condensed by the cold.
The pond was one great level field of dazzling
white. All was silent--nothing was seen
of ife or motion, except that Darco, who
came out when the door was opened, looked
around astonished,-took a few cautious steps
along the path, and then, finding the snow
too deep and cold, went back again to take
her place once more by the fire.












CHAPTER II.

COMMANDING AND OBEYING.

ABorr an hour after breakfast, Jonas with
the oxen, and Oliver and Josey with the
horse, were slowly moving along up the road
which led back from the pond towards the
wood lot. The wood lot was a portion of
the forest, which had been reserved, to far-
nish a supply of wood for the winter fires.
The road followed for some distance the
bank of the brook, which emptied into the
pond at the place where Jonas and Oliver
had cleared land, when Jonas first came to
live on this farm.
It was a very pleasant road. The brook
was visible here and there through the bushes
and trees on one side of it. These bushes
and trees were of course bare of leaves, ex-
cepting the evergreens, and they were loaded
down with the snow. Some were bent over
so that the tops nearly touched the ground.
The brook itself, too, was almost buried






COMMIANDoIN Ann oBEYING.


and concealed in the snow- In the still
places, it had frozen over; and so the snow
had been supported by the ice, and thus it
concealed both ice and water. At the little
cascades and waterfalls, however, which oc-
curred here and there, the water had not fro-
zen. Water does not freeze easily where it
runs with great velocity- At these places,
therefore, the boys could see the water, and
hear it bubbling and gurgling as it fell, and
disappeared under the ice which had formed
below.
At last, they came to the wood lot. The
wood which they were going to haul had
been cut before, and it had been piled up
in long piles, extending here and there un-
der the trees which had been left. These
piles were now, however, partly covered with
the snow, which lay light and unsullied all
over the surface of the ground,
The sticks of wood in these piles were of
different sizes, though they were all of the
same length. Some had been cut from the
tops of the trees, or from the branches, and
were, consequently, small in diameter; others
were from the trunks, which would, of course,
make large logs. These logs had, however,








been split into quarters by a beetle and
wedges, whed the wood had been prepared,
so that there were very few sticks or logs so
large, but that Jonas could pretty easily get
them on to the sled.
Jonas drove his team up near to one end
of the pile, while Josey and Oliver went to
the other, where the wood was generally
small. While Jonas was loading, he heard a
conversation something like this between the
other boys: -
Let's put some good large logs on our
sled," said Josey.
Well," said Oliver, as large as we can;
only we'd better put this small wqod on
first."
"I wish you'd go around to the other side,
Oliver," said Josey again; "you're in my
way."
t"No,"-said Oliver, "I can't work on that
side very well."
Then I mean to move the old General
round a little."
"No," said Olver, "the sled stands just
right now ; only you get up on the top of the
pile, and I'll stay here."








"No," said Josey, "I'd rather stand here
myself." 0
So the boys continued at work a few
minutes longer, each being in the other's
way.
At length, Josey said again, -
O, here is a large log, and I mean to get
it out, and put it upon our sled."
The log was covered with smaller wood,
so that Josey could only get hold of the end
of it. He clasped his hands together under
this end, and began to lift it up, endeavoring*
to get it free from the other wood- He suc-
ceeded in raising it a little, but it soon got
wedged in again, worse than before.
Come, Oliver," said Josey, "help me get
out this log. It is rock maple."
No," said Oliver, I'm busy-"
Jonas," said Josey, calling out aloud,
Jonas, here's a stick of wood, which I can't
get out. I wish you'd come and help me."
In answer to this request, Jonas only called
both the boys to come to him-
They accordingly left the old General
standing in the snow, with his sled partly
loaded, and came to the end of the pile,
where Jonas was at work.








I see-you don't get along very well," said
Jonas. A
Why, yof see," said Josey, "that Oliver
wouldn't help me put on a great log."
The difficulty is," said Jonas, that you
both want to be master. Whereas, when
two people are working together, one must
be master, and the other servant."
"I don't want to be servant," said Josey.
t It's better to be servant on some ac-.
counts," said Jonas; "then you have no
responsibility.
Responsibility ? repeated Josey.
"Yes," said Jonas. Power and responsi-
bility always go together;- or at least they
ought to. But come, boys, be helping me
load, while we are settling. this difficulty, so
as not to lose our time."
So the boys began to put wood upon
Jonas's sled, while the conversation con-
tinued as follows:-
Can't two persons work together, unless
one is master, and the other servant ? asked
Josey.
"At least," replied Jonas, one must take
the lead, and the other follow, in order to
work to advantage. There must be subordi-







nation. For you see that, in all sorts bc work,
there are a great many little quktions coming
up, whichire of no great consequence, only
they ought to be decided, one way or the
other, quick, or else the work won't go on.
You act, in your work, like Jack and Jerry,
when they ran against the horse-block."
Why, how- was that? said Josey.
They were drawing the wagon along to
harness the horse in, and the horse-block was
in the way; so they both got hold of the
shafts, and Jack wanted to pull it aroundto-
wards the right, while Jerry said it would be
better to have it go to the left. So they
pulled, one one way, and the other the other,
and thus they got it up chock against the
horse-block, one shaft on each side. Here
they stood pulling in opposition for some
time, and all the while their father was wait-
ing for them to turn the wagon, and harness
the horse."
What did he say to them," said Oliver,
" when he found it out? "
He made Jack bring it round Jerry's way,
and then made Jerry draw it back again, and
bring it-along Jack's way.
When men are at work," continued
3







Jonas, one acts as director, and the rest fol-
low on, as he guides. Then all the unimq-
portant questions are decided promptly."
"Well," said Josey, "let us do so, Oliver.
I'7l be director."
How do they decide who shall be di-
rector ? said Oliver.
The oldest and most experienced directs,
generally or, if one is the employer, and the
others ard employed by him, then the em-
ployer directs the others. If a man wants
a stone bridge built, and hires three men to
do it, there is always an understanding, at
the beginning, who shall have the direction
of the work, and all the others obey.
"So," continued Jonas, "if a carpenter
were to send two of his men into the woods
to cut down a tree for timber, without saying
which of them should have the direction, -
then the oldest or most experienced, or the
one who had been the longest in the carpen-
ter's employ, would take the direction. He
would say, Let us go out this way,' and the
other would assent ; or, I think we had
better take this tree,' and the other would
say, perhaps, Here's one over here which
looks rather straighter; won't you come and.






COMMANDING AN OBIiG. '

look at this ? But they would not dispute
about it. One would.leave it to the other to
decide." -
"Suppose," said Josey, "one was just as
old and experienced as the other."
Why, if there was no reason, whatever,
why one should take the lead, rather than
the other, then they would not either of them
be tenacious of their opinion. If one pro-
posed to do a thing, the other would comply
without making any objection, unless he had
a very decided objection indeed. So they
would get along peaceably.
Now," continued Jonas, boys are very
apt to have different opinions, and to be vdry
tenacious of them, and so get into disputes
and difficulties when they are working to-
gether. Therefore, when boys are set to
work, it is generally best to appoint one to
take the charge; for they haven't, generally,
good sense enough to find out, themselves,
which it is most proper should be in charge.
"For instance, now," continued Jonas,
" which of you, do you think, on the whole,
is the proper one to take the direction of the
work, when you are set to work together "
, s,"a said Josey, with great promptnea








Oliver-did not answer at all.
"There's one reason why you ought nox
to be the one," said Jonas.
"What is it? said Josey
"Why, you don't obey very well. No
person is well qualified to command, until he
has learned to obey."
"I obey," said Josey, I'm sure."
Not always," said Jonas. This morn-
ing, when you were upon the haymow, and
I told you both to go down, Oliver went
down immediately; but you remained up,
and made excuses instead of obeying."
Josey was silent- He perceived that Jo-
nas's charge against him was just.
Besides," continued Jonas, "there are
some other reasons why Oliver should com-
mand, raththerthan you First, he understand
more of farmer's work, being more accus-
tomed to it; secondly, he is older."
No," interrupted Josey, he isn't older.
I'm the oldest."
Are you? said Jonas.
"Yes," replied Josey. "I'm two months
older than he is."
Oliver had so much more prudence and
discretion, and being, besides, a little largot








than Josey, made Jonas think that he was
older.
"Well," said Jonas, "at any rate, he has
more judgment and experience, and he cer-
tainly obeys better. So you may go back
to your work, and let Oliver take the com-
mand, and then, after a little while, if Oliver
says that you have obeyed him well, I'll try
the experiment of letting you, Josey, com-
mand."
The boys accordingly went back, and fin-
ished loading up the old General. Oliver
took the direction, and Josey obeyed very
well. Now and then he would forget for a
moment, and begin to argue ; but Josey would
submit pretty readily, for he was very desi-
rous that Jones would let him command next
time; and he thought that he would not
allow him to command until he had learned
to obey.
They had the two sleds loaded nearly at
the same t e, and then went down When
they were going back after the second load,
they all got on to Jonas's sled, which was for-
ward, to ride, leaving the old General to follow
with his sled. He was so well trained thai
he walked along very steadily. Oliver fast-
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ened the reins to one of the stakes, so that
they should not get down under the horse's
feet. The boys all got together upon the for-
ward sled, in order that they might talk with
one another as they were going back to the
woods.
"Now, Josey," said Jonas, "we will let
you have the command for the next trip, and,
while we are going back, I will give you
both some instructions."
"About obeying? said Josey.
"Yes, and about commanding too," said
Jonas. 9 It requires rather more skill to
'know how to command, than how to obey;
to know how to direct work, than to know
how to execute it. A good director, in the
first place, takes care to plan wisely, and he
feels a responsibility about the work, and a
desire to have it go on to good advantage.
If some men build a wall, and, after it is fin-
ished, it tumbles down, the mWp who had
charge of the work would feel more con-
cerned about it than any of the others, be-
cause the chief responsibility comes upon
him. So with your work,--if you have the
command, and you and Oliver idle away the
rime, and when my sled is loaded, yours has







coMMANDING aD OrYING. 31

but little wood in it, you would be more to
blame than Oliver."
What, if I didn't play any more than
Oliver?"
"Yes," said Jonas, "because you are re-
sponsible. It is your duty to be industri-
ous, and it is also your duty to see that Oliver
is industrious, if you are the director, -so
that you neglect two duties.
It is a good plan, too," said Jonas, "for a
director to give his directions in a mild and
gentle tone. Some boys are very domineer-
ing and authoritative in their manner."
How do you mean? said Josey.
Why, they would say, for example, 'Get
out of the way, John, quick.' Whereas, it
would be better to say, 'John, you are in
the way, where we want to come along.'
Some men give their directions with great
noise and vociferation, and others give them
quietly and gently."
"I shouldn't think they'd mind 'ea,"
said Josey.
"Yes," said Jonas. "Directions ought to
be given very distinctly, so as to be plainly
understood; but they are not obeyed any
better for violence and noise in giving them.









A commander ought to have a regard for
those under him," continued Jonas, "and
deal justly by them. If a number of boys
were going to ride in a wagon, and their
father put one of them in charge, he ought
not to keep the best seat in the wagon for
himself."
While talking thus, the oxen continued
slowly advancing along the road- Their
previous trip had broken out the road, but
the pathway was filled with loose snow of a
pure and spotless white, through which the
great sled runners, following the oxen,
ploughed their way. On each side of the
track which they had made, the surface was
smooth and unbroken, excepting under some
of the trees, where masses of snow had fallen
down from above. They saw, at length, as
they were passing al6ng by the brook, a
little track, like a double dotting, running
along, in a winding way, under the trees, -
then crossing the road, and disappearing under
the trees upon the other side.
"W W that's that ? said Josey
That's a rabbit track," replied Oliver.
Let's go and catch him," said Josey.







cOMMwADJIu AND OBafNOa. 33

"No," said Jonas, "we must go on with
our work."
At a little distance farther on, they saw
another track. It was larger than the first,
and not so regular.
"What sort of attack is that?" saidJosey.
I don't know," said Oliver; 4 it looks like
a dog's track; but I shouldn't think there
would be a dog out here in the woods."
They found that this track followed the
road along for some distance. The animal
which made it, seemed sometimes to have
gone in the middle of the road, and sometimes
out at the side; and Jonas said that he had
passed there since they went down with the
first load of wood.
How do you know ? said Oliver.
4 Because," said Jonas, his track is made
upon the broken snow, in the middle of the
road."
They watched the track for some time,
and then they lost sight of it. Presently,
however, they saw it again.
I wonder which way he went," said
Oliver.
I'll jump off, and look at the track," said








So saying, he jumped off the sled, and ex-
amined the track.
SHe went up," said Jonas, the sate
way that we are going- It may be a dog
which'has lost his master. Perhaps we shall
find him up by our wood piles."
Jonas was right, for, when the boys arrived
at the wood piles, they found there, waiting
for them, a large black dog. He stood near
one end of a wood pile, with his fore feet
upon a log, by which his head and sHoulders
were raised, so that he could see better who


was coming.


He was of handsome form,


and he had an intelligent and good-natured


expression of countenance.


He was looking


very intentlygt the party coming up, to see
whether hismaster was among them.
'" Whose dog is that ? said Josey.
"I don't know," said Oliver; I n4ver
saw him before."
I wonder what his name is," said Josey.
" Here Towzer, Towzer, Towzer," said he.
"Here! Caesar, Cesar, Coasar," said Oliver.
"Pompey, Pompey, Pompey," said Jonas.
The dog remained motionless in his posi-
tion, until, just as the boys had finished thb'
calls, and as the foremost sled was drarl









pretty near him, he suddenly wheeled around
with a leap, and bounded away through the
snow, for half the length of the first wood
pile, and then stopped, and again looked
round.
I wish we had something for him to eat,"
said Jonas.
I've got apiece of bread and butter," said
Josey. I went in and-got it when you and
Oliver were unloading."
So Josey took his bread and butter out of
has pocket. Therem-ere two small slices put
together, and folded up in a piece of paper.
Jonas took a piece, and walked slowly to-
wards the dog.
"Here! ran Frnc, Fanco," said Jonas
He's coming," said Josey, who remained
with Oliver at the sled.
The dog was slowly and timidly approach-
ing the bread which Jonas held out towards
him.
"He's coming," said Josey. His name
is France. I wonder how Jonas knew." -
"Franco, Franco," said Jonas again.
"Come here, Franco. Good Franco "
The dog came timidly up Jomnaua, d,
took the bread and butter from osey'lJia l
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and devoured it &gerly. While he was
doing it, Jonas patted him on the head.
He's very hungry" said Jonas; bring
the rest of your bread and batter, Josey."
So Josey brought the rest of his luncheon,
and the dog ate it all.
After this, he seemed to be quite at ease
with his new friends. He staid about there
with the boys until the sleds were loaded,
and then he went down home with them.
There they fed him again with a large bone.
Jonas said that he was undoubtedly a dog
that had lost his master, and had been wan-
dering about to find him, until he. became
very hungry, So he said they would leave
him in the yard to gnaw his bone, and that
then he would probably go away. Josey
wanted to shut him up and keep him, but
Jonas said it would be wrong.
So the boys left the dog gnawing his bone,
and went up after another load; but, before
they had half loaded their sleds, Oliver saw
Francocoming, bounding up the road, towards
them. He came up to Jonas, and stood be-
fore him, looking up into his face and wag-
ging his tail.














FRANCO.

Fnwco followed the boys all that fore-
noon, as they went back and forth for their
wood. At dinner, they did not say any thing
about him to the farmer, because they sup-
posed that he would go away, when they
came in and left him, and that they should
see no more of him in the afternoon. But
when Jonas went out, after dinner, to get the
old General, to harness him for work again,
he found Franco lying snugly in the Gen-
eral's stall, under the crib.
At night, therefore, he told the farmer about
him. The farmer said that he was some dog
that had strayed away from his master; and
he told Jonas to go out after supper and
drive him away. Josey begged his uncle to
keep hmu, but his aunt said she would not
have a dog about the house. She said it
would cost as much to keep hint as to kep
a sheep, and that, and tha instead of bringing t







40 JONAS ON A FA kE IN WINTEMR

a good fleece, a dog was good for nothing,
but to track your floors in wet weather, and
keep you awake all night with his howling.
So the farmer told Jonas to go out after
supper, and drive the dog away.
Let us give him some supper fitst, father,"
said Oliver.
SNo," said his father; the more you give
him, the more he won't go away. I expect
now, you've fooled with him so much, that
it will be hard to get him off, at any rate."
Jonas has not fooled with him any," said
Oliver.
"Nor I," said Josey.
After supper, Jonas went out, according to
orders, to drive Franco away. It was a raw,
windy night, but not very cold. Franco
was in a little shed where there was a well,
near the back door. He was lying down,
but he got up and cane to Jonas when he
saw him appear at the door.
"Come, Franco," said Jonas, come with
me."
Franco wagged his tail, and followed Jonas.
Jonas walked out into the road, Franco
after him. He walked along until he had
got to some distance from the house, Franco









keeping up with him all the way, sometimes
on one side of the road, and sometimes on
the other. At length, when Jonas thought
that he had gone far enough, he stopped.
France stopped too, and looked up at Jonas.
"Now, Franco, I've got to send you away.
It's a hard case, Franco, but you and I must
both submit to orders. So go off, Franco, as
fast as you can."
So saying, Jonas pointed along the road,
in the direction away from the house, and
said, "St-boy! St-boy!"
Franco darted along the road a few steps,
barked once, and then turned round, and
looked eagerly at Jonas, as if he did not
know what he wanted him to do.
'-Get home!" said Jonas, in a stem and
severe tone ; get home and he stamped
with his foot upon the ground, and looked at
Franco with a countenance of displeasure.
Franco bounded forward a few steps over
the smooth and icy road, and then he turned
round, and stood in the middle of the taM
facing Jonas, and looking very much aston-
ished.
"Get home, Franco! e said Jonas again;
and, stooping down, he took a piece of hard.
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ended snow or ice from the road, and threw
it towards him. The ice fell, before it
reached Franco, and rolled along towards his
feet, which made him scamper along a little
farther; and then he stopped, and turned
around, and looked at Jonas, as before.
Jonas began slowly to return backwards,
keeping his eye on Franco.
It's a hard case, Franco, I acknowledge.
If I had a barn of my own, I'd let you sleep
in a corner of it; but I must obey orders.
You must go and find your master."
So saying, Jonas turned round and walked
slowly home. Just before he turned to go
into the house, he looked back, to see what
had become of the dog. He was standing
motionless in the place where Jonas had left
him.
I wish the farmer would let me give
him a bone," said he to himself; and then
he turned away, and walked slowly around
to the barn, to fodder the cattle.
That mght, just before bed-time, he went
to the front door, and looked out into the
road, and all around, to see if he could see
any thing of Franco. It was rather dark and
windy, though he could see the moon







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shining dimly through the broken clouds,
which were driving across the sky. The
roads looked black, as they do. about the
commencement of a thaw. Presently the
moon shone out full through the interstices of
the clouds. Jonas took advantage of the op-
portunity to look all up and down the road;
but Franco was nowhere to be seen-
The next morning, however, when he
went out into the stable to give the cattle
some hay, he found France in his old place,
under the General's crib.
"Why, Franco," said Jonas, 4 how came
you here ? "
Franco said nothing, but stood looking up
into Jonas's face, and wagging his tail.
"Franco," said Jonas, "how could you
get in here ? "
Franco remained in the same position;
the light of the lantern shining in his face,
and his tail wagging a very little. He could
not tell certainly whether Jonas was scolding
him or not.
Franco remained about the barn until
bicnkfast-tinme, and then Jonas, at the table,
told the farmer that he tried to drive the dog








away the night before, but that in the morn
ing he found him in the barn.
"I don't believe you really tried," said the
farmer's wife I can drive him away, I
know, -as I'll show you after breakfast."
Accordingly, after breakfast, putting on
hastily an old straw bonnet, she went out
into the yard, and took a small stick from
the wood pile, to use for a club, and then
called to Franco.
Franco," said she, come here."
Franco looked first at her, and then at
Jonas, who was standing in the door-way, as
if at a loss to know what to do.
"Go, Franco," said Jonas.
The farmer's wife walked out in front of
the house into the wind, calling Franco to
follow. She then attempted to drive him
along the road, much as Jonas had done.
She brandished her stick at him, and, when
she had succeeded in getting him as far from
her as she could, by stern and threatening
language, in order to drive him farther, she
threw the stick at him with all her force.
Franco jumped out of its way. The stick
rolled along the road before him. He sprang
forward to it, seized it in his month, and came








trotting back to the farmer's wife, and laid it
down at her feet; and then, standing back a
few steps, he looked up into her face, with a
very earnest expression of countenance, which
seemed to say, -
What do you want me to do next? "
This act of Franco's embarrassed the
woman considerably. She could not bear to
take up the very stick, which France had
himself brought to her, and throw it at him
again; and, on the other hand, she could
not bear to give up, and let Franco remain.
She, however, picked up the stick, and bran-
dished it again towards Franco, and, stamping
with her foot at him, she said, -
Away with you, dog; get home "
What the result of this contest would have
been, it is very difficult to say, had it not been
that it ,was soon decided by the occurrence
of a singular incident; for, as the farmer's
wife nodded her head, andQ "amped at the
dog, the jar or the motion seemed to give the
wind a momentary advantage over her bon-
net, which, in her haste, she had not tied on
very securely. A strong gust carried it clear
from her head, and blew it away over Franco,
upon the snow by the side of the ro boe-








yond. Franco, who was all ready for a
spring, bounded after it, and pursued it at full
speed. The snow was nearly level with the
top of the stone walls, and-the wind carrying
it diagonally from the road, it rolled over the
little ridge of stones which remained above
the drifts, and then swept across the field,
down a long descent, like a feather before
the gale.
Franco pursued it with flying leaps over
the snow, which had become sufficiently
consolidated to support his steps. He gained
upon it rapidly, and at length overtook and
seized it; and then, turning round, he trot-
ted swiftly back, leaped over the top of the
wall, and brought the bonnet, and laid it
down at its owner's feet, with an air of great
satisfaction.
The good woman took up her bonnet, and
threw her stick away, and, turning around,
walked back to the house. The farmer, who
had been looking out at the window, was
laughing heartily. She herself smiled as she
returned to her work, saying, -
The dog has something in him, I ac-
knowledge; go and see if you can't find him
a hone, Jonas."








"Yes, Jonas," said the farmer, "you may
have him for your dog till the owner comes
and claims him-"
And this is the way that Jonas first got his
dog Franco. He told Oliver that morning,
as he was patting his head under the old
General's crib, that the dog had taught them
one good lesson.
What is it? asked Oliver.
"Why, that the Christian duty of return-
ing good for evil, is good policy as well as
good morals."


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CHAPTER IV.

DOG LOST.

ABorT the middle of the winter, the farmer
went to market with his produce. The ve-
hicle on which he carried it was a kind of
box upon runners, with a pole in front, to
which two horses were fastened. He was
gone three days.
When he came back, he said that he had
bargained for another load of his produce, at
the market town, and that he was going to
send Jonas with it. Jonas was very glad
when he heard this. He liked to take
journeys.
What day shall I go, sir?" said Jonas.
"Day after to-morrow," said the farmer,
"as early as possible. We'll let the horses
rest one day."
About the middle of the afternoon, on the
day following the one on which this conver-
sation had taken place, Jonas and the farmer






DOG LOST.

began to load up the box sleigh, in order to
have it ready for the morning. He had
about forty miles to go, and he wanted to
get to market, deliver his load, and return
five or ten miles that same evening.
It was quite cold that afternoon, and it
seemed to be growing colder and colder.
Jonas got the box sleigh ready under a shed,
first shoveling in some snow under the run-
ners, in order that the horses might draw the
sled opt easily, when it was loaded. He put
in the various articles of produce, which were
contained in bags, and firkins, and boxes.
Over these he spread blankets mid buffalo-
skins, and put in a bag of oats for his horses,
and a box of bread and cheese for himself.
He did not know whether Franco was to go
with him, or not; but he arranged the bags
in such a way, that he could easily make a
warm nest for him in one corner, if the farmer
should allow him to go.
The farmer helped him about all the ar-
rangements; and, when they were completed,
he told Jonas to go in and get his supper, and
go to bed, so as to get up and set off early in
the morning.
"It will be a fiue starlght night," said he,
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and you'd better be ten miles on your way
by sunrise."
When Amos got up the next morning, and
went out with his lantern, to go to the barn,
as he passed by the shed on his way, he saw
that the sleigh was gone. He proceeded to
the barn, and, as he opened the door, he was
startled at something which suddenly darted
past him and rushed out.
"hat's that's that ? said Oliver, who was be-
hind him. It is Franco," said he. "Where
is he going?"
Franco ran off to the shed where Jonas
had harnessed his horses, and began smell-
ing around upon the ground. He followed
the scent along across the yard, up to a post
by the side of the house, where Jonas had
stopped a moment to go in and get his great-
coat, when all was ready; and then, aftel
pausing here a moment, he darted off towards
the road. *
"Helel Frae Franc, rao, said Amos
"come back here."
"Franco, Fianco." repeated Oliver, here
- here- here here."
Franco paid no attention to these calls, but
ran off along the road at full speed.








In the mean time, Jonas haa travelled
rapidly onward, by the light of the stars, over
the glittering and frosty road.
The keen air made his ears tingle a little,
but he rubbed them, and they soon became
warm. His feet were comfortably stowed
away down in his box, among the bags and
buffalo-skins, so that they were warm and
comfortable.
The horses trotted along at good speed,
and soon brought Jonas and his load to the
village at the mill. he e street was vaant,
and the houses dark, excepting that a faint
light shone behind a curtain in one chamber
window. Jonas supposed that somebody
was sick there. Even the mill was silent,
and the gate shut down; and, instead of the
ordinary roar bf the water under the wheel,
only a hissing sound was heard, where the
imprisoned water spouted through the crev-
ices of the flume. Vast stalactites of ice ex-
tended continuously along the whole face
of the dam, like a frozen waterfall, behind
which the water percolated curiously down
into the foaming abyss, at the bottom of the
fall. Jonas thought that all this, seen by
starlight, looked very cold.








The horses trotted across the bridge with
a loud sound, which reverberated far and wide
in the still night. He ascended the hill be-
yond, and drove on- His woollen comforter,
tied about his neck, became frosted over
from his breath; and the breasts, and mane,
and sides, of the horses were gradually sprin-
kled with white, in the same way. They
were both black horses,-the General having
been left at home. They trotted down the
hills and along the level portions of the road,
and wheeled around the curves, with great
speed. Jonas found that he had no occasion
for his whip, and so he put it away behind
him, under the buffaloes.
He went on in this way, without any
special adventure, for a couple of hours, and
then began to see a gray light appearing in
the eastern sky. About the same time, the
windows of the farm-houses, which he passed
on the road, began to be illuminated by the
fires, which they were kindling within.
Now and then, he could see a man hurrying
out to a barn, to feed the cattle- Jonas
thought that they ought to be up earlier.
The sun rose soon after, and the fields on
every side sparkled by the reflection of his








rays, from the crystalline surface of the snow.
Tall columns of dense white smoke ascended
from the chimneys, some erect, others lean-
ing a little, some one way, some another. In
a word, it was a cold, still, winter morning.
At length, as Jonas was walking his horses
up a long hill, he heard light footsteps behind
him. He turned round to see what was
coming, and, to his utter astonishment, he
saw Franco, coming up, upon the full run,
and close behind the sleigh- He came to the
side of it, and looked up, with every appear-
ance of exultation and joy.
Why, Franco," said Jonas, "how came
you here ?"
He stopped his horses, and Franco leaped
up before him. His ears, and the glossy
black hair which curled under his neck and
upon his sides, weie tipped with frost. Jonas
patted him upon his head, saying, -
Why, France, how did you get out of the
barn? and how did you find out which way
I came? "
Franco wagged his tail, and curled down
around Jonas's feet, but he made no reply.
Jonas was very much surprised, for, as he
had no permission to take Franco, he had
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concluded that it was his duty not to take
him; and when he found that he was inclined
to come with him, at the time that he was
harnessing the horses, he conducted him back
into the barn, and, to make 1i secure, he
fastened up the place where he had got in,
the first night that he lodged there. He
knew that the barn would be opened when
Amos came out in the morning, to take care
of the old General and the oxen, but said he
to himself, I shall by that time be ten miles
off, and it will be too late for him to follow
or find me." Jonas was therefore very much
surprised, when he found that Franco had
contrived to make his escape, and to track
his master so many miles.
Jonas drove on very prosperously, until it
was about time for him to stop and give his
horses some breakfast. As for himself, he
ate his breakfast from his box, when they
were coming up a long hill. He accordingly
stopped at a tavern, and took his houses out
of their harness, and rubbed them down well,
and gave them a good drink of water, and
plentyof oats, which he bought of the tavern-
keeper. He k-pt the oats in his bag to use
in the town. By the time that he stopped,








he was comfortably warm, for he had taken
some exercise walking up the hills. Franco
always got out when Jonas did, at the bottom
of the hills, and then got in again at the top.
He remained in the sleigh, however, at the
tavern, keeping guard, while Jonas went into
the house; and he would growl a little if any
body came near the sleigh, and thus warn
them not to touch any thing that was in it.
While the horses were eating, Jonas went
into the tavern, and sat down by the kitchen
fire. The fire was very large, and many
persons were busy getting breakfast. Jonas
wished that he was going to have a cup of
the coffee that they were making; but he
thought it better that he should content him-
self with what the farmer had provided for
him. There was a young woman in the
back part of the room, at a window, sewing.
She asked Jonas how far he had come that
morning, and he told her. Then she said
that he must have set out very early; and
she said that he had a pair of very handsome
black horses. She had seen them as Jonas
passed the window.
There was a small girl sitting aear her,
with a slate, cipherng. She seemed very








busy for a few minutes, and then she looked
ip to the young woman, and said, -
My sum does not come right, aunt
Lucia."
Doesn't it? I'm sorry, but I can't help
you now, very well," replied aunt Lucia.
"I am very busy with my sewing."
The little girl then got up, and. came to-
wards the fire, with her slate hanging by a
string from her finger, and her Arithmetic
under her arm.
Where are you ciphering ? asked Jonas.
In fractions," said the girl.
If you vill let me look at your sum, per-
haps I can tell you how to do it," replied
Jonas.
The girl handed her book to him, and
showed him the sum in it. She also let him
see the work upon her slate. Jonas looked it
over very carefully, and then said, -
You have done very well indeed, with
such a hard sum. There is only one mis-
take "
And Jonts pointed out the mistake to her,
and she corrected it, and then the answer
was right. She then went and put away
her slate and book, with an appearance of








great satisfaction. As she passed by the win-
dow, aunt Lucia whispered to her, to say, -
"I think you had better thank that young
man, and give him a mug of coffee."
Well," said the little girl, I will." So
she went to a cupboard at the side of the
room, and took down a tin mug. She
poured out some coffee from a coffee-pot, and
put in some milk and asgar, and then
brought it to Jonas, and asked him if he
wouldn't like a little coffee. Jonas thanked
her, and took the coffee; and he liked it very
much.
After this, Jonas harnessed his horses again,
and went on. He travelled until nearly noon,
and then he arrived at the town where he
was to leave his load. He had a letter to a
merchant, who had bought the produce of
the farmer, and, in a very short time, his load
was taken out, and the other articles put in,
which he was to carry back in exchange. He
had some money given him by the merchant,
in part payment for his load of produce. It
was in bank-notes, and he put it into his
waistcoat pocket, and pinned it in.
Then he set out on his return. His load
was light, the road was smooth, and his








horses, though they had travelled fast, had
been driven carefully, and they carried him
rapidly over the ground. It was the middle
of the afternoon, however, before he set out,
and the days were then so short, that the sun
soon began to go down. He had to ride
quite into the evening, before he reached the
place where he was to stop for the night.
He put up his horses, and then went into
the house. He called for some supper, for
his own provisions had long since been ex-
hausted. After supper, he carried out some-
thing for Franco, whom he had left in the
sleigh in the barn, lying upon a good warm
buffalo, to watch the property.
"Franco," said he, "here is your supper."
Franco jumped up when he heard Jonas's
voice, and leaped out of the sleigh. He took
his supper, and Jonas, after once more feed-
ing his horses, went out, and shut the door,
leaving Franco to finish his bone by himself-
Jonas went back into the tavern, and took
his seat by the fire. There was a table be-
fore the fire, with a lamp upon it; and there
were one or two books and an old newspaper
lying upon another table, in the back pait of
the room Jonas looked at the books, but








they were not interesting to read. One was
a dictionary. He read the newspaper for
some time, and then he took the lamp up,
and began to look at some pictures of the
prodigal son, which were hung up upon the
wall over the mantel-piece-
Beyond the pictures were some advertise-
ments. One was for a farm for sale. Jonas
read the description, and he wished that he
was old enough to buy a farm, and then he
would go and look at that.
The next advertisement was about some
machinery, which a man had invented; and
the next was headed, in large letters, Dog
Lost. This caught Jonas's attention immedi-
ately. It was in writing, and he could not
read it very easily, it was so high. So he
got a chair, and stood up in it, and read as
follows : -
"' DOG LosT.

Strayed or stolen from the subscriber, a
valuable odog, of large size and black color.I
I wonder if it isn't Franco," said Jonas,
interrupting himself in his reading.
't e had on a brass collar marked with
the owner's namn-e.








No," said Jonas, "there was no collar.
But then the man that stole him might have
taken it off. -
Answers to the name of Ney.
"Ney, Ney," said Jonas, -"I never called
him Ney. I wonder if he would answer, if
I should call him Ney.
Is kind and docile, and quite intelligent.'
"Yes," said Jonas, "I verily believe it is
Franco.
Any person who will return said dog to
the subscriber, at his residence at Walton
Plain, shall be suitably rewarded.
JAMES EnWVAnS.'

I verily believe it is Franco," said Jonas.
as he slowly got down from the chair, -
"Walton Plain."
He stood a moment, looking thoughtfully
into the fire.
Yes," he repeated, I verily believe it is
Franco. I wonder where Walton Plain 2s."
Jonas had learned from Mr. Holiday, that
it was never wise to communicate important
information reltn t rating to private business unless
necessary. So he said nothing about Franco
to any of the people at the tavern, but quietly








went to bed; and, after thinking some time
what to do, he went to sleep, and slept finely
until morning.
About daylight, he arose, and, as he had
paid his bill the night before, he went to the
barn, harnessed his horses, and set off. At
the first village that he came to after sunrise,
he stopped at a store, and inquired whether
there was any such town as Walton Plain, in
that neighborhood.
"Yes," said the boy, who stood with a
broom in his hand, with which he was
sweeping out the store,--"yes, it is about
five miles from here, right on the way you
are going."
Jonas thanked the boy, got into his sleigh,
and rode on.
"Poor Franco," said he, "I am afraid I
must lose you."
He had hoped that Walton Plain would
have proved to be off of his road, so that he
could have had a good reason for not doing
any thing about restoring the dog, until after
he had gone home, and reported the facts to
the farmer. But now, as he found that it
was on his way, and as he would very prob-
ably go directly by AMl Edwards's door, he
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concluded that he ought, at any rate, to call
and let him look at France, and see whether
it was his dog or not.
When he reached Walton Plain, he in-
quired whether Mr. James Edwards lived in
the village. They told him that he lived
about half a mile out of the village. They
said it was a handsome white house, under
the trees, back from the road, with a portico
over the door.
Jonas rode on, observing all the houses as
he passed ; and he at once recognized the
one which had been described to him. He
stopped before the great gate, and fastened
his horses to a post. He then walked along
a road-way, which led in by the end of the
house, and presently came to a door, where
he stopped and knocked. A girl came and
opened the door.
"t Is Mr. Edwards at home ?"
"Yes," said the girl.
Will you ask him to come to the door a
mmute ? "
"You'd better walk nm, and I'll speak to
him."
Jonas stepped into an entry, which was
carpeted, and which had a large map, hang-



























Jo m- l B op t lg attw hOI d o M. R dw a* Ps O


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ing against the wall. The girl opened a
door into a little room, which looked some-
what lhke Mr. Holiday's study. There was
a great deal of handsome furniture in it, and
book-shelves around the walls. A large table
was in the middle of the room, covered with
books and papers.
The girl handed Jonas a seat.
"Who shall I say has called? said she
to Jonas, as she was about to go out of the
room.
Why I--my name is Jonas," he re-
plied; "but I don't suppose Mr. Edwards
knows me. I came to see him about his
dog."
At this remark, the girl looked around to-
wards the fire, and Jonas involuntarily turned
his eyes in the same direction. He saw
there a large dog, very much like Franco in
form and size, lying upon the carpet. He
was as handsome as Franco. Jonas was sur-
prised to see him. The girl, too, looked sur-
prised. She, however, said nothing, but
went out, and shut the door.
In a few minutes, the door opened, and Mn
elderly gentleman, with grayish hair, and a
mild and pleasant expression of countenance,
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came in. He nodded to Jonas as he entered,
and Jonas rose to receive him. The gentle-
man then took a seat by the fire; and asked
Jonas to sit down again.
I came to see you, sir, about your dog,
said Jonas.
"' Well, my boy," replied the man, and
what about my dog?" and, as he said this,
he looked down at the dog, which was lying
upon the floor.
I don't know but that I have got
him."
"You have got him?" repeated Mr. Ed-
wards.
"Yes, sir; a dog like that one came to
me in the woods one day this winter."
O," said Mr. Edwards, you mean the
dog that I lost. Yes, I had forgotten
that, it is so long ago. When did you find
him? "
Jonas then told the whole story of the
dog's coming to them, and of their attempt
to drive him away; and also of his seeing
the'advertisement in the tavern. Mr. Ed-
wards asked him a great many questions,
such as what his name vias, where he lived,
and how long he had lived there, and how








he happened to be journeying now. At last
he said, -
I think it very probable that it is my
dog. I lost one of that description six or
eight months ago, and advertised him; but
I couldn't hear any thing of him, and so I got
another as much like him as I could. It is
probable yours is the same dog ; but I don't
know that there is any particular proof of it.
You haven't called him Ney, have you ? "
"No, sir," said Jonas; "we call him
Franco."
If he should come at the call of Ney,
that would be proof. Where is he now ? "
"He is with me, sir; he is out in my
sleigh."
O, well, then," said the man, "we can
tell in a moment. I'll step to the door and
call him."
So Mr. Edwards put on his hat, and
stepped to the door. The dog was standing
up in the sleigh, and looking wildly around.
When he saw Mr. Edwards, he seemed more
excited still. -0
Here, Ney," said Mr. Edwards.
The dog leaped down from the sled, and
came bounding up the road. He leaped first








about Mr. Edwards, and then about Jonas,
as if at a loss which was his master.
Why, Ney," said Mr. Edwards, -" poor
Ney, have you got back at last ? Come,
walk in, Ney."
Ney slipped in through the door, and
turned immediately into the little room, as if
he was perfectly familiar with the localities.
Jonas and Mr. Edwards followed. They
shut the door, and took their seats again.
Ney ran around the room, and examined
every thing. He looked at the strange dog
lying so comfortably in his old place upon
the warm carpet, and then came and gazed
up eagerly into his old master's face a mo-
ment. He came to Jonas, and wagged his
tail, and then he went to the door and
whined, as if he wanted to go out-
Won't you let him out? said Mi Ed-
wards. We will see what he will do."
Jonas opened the door, and the dog ran out
into the entry, and then made the same signs
to have the outer door opened. Jonas opened
it, and let him out. Jonas stepped out him-
self a moment, to see what he would do, and
presently returned again to the room where
he had left Mr. Edwards.








Where did he go?" said Mr._Edwards.
"He has run to the sleigh," said Jonas,
"and jumped up into it, and is lying down
on the buffalo."
The dog seems to have become attached
to you, Jonas," said Mr. Edwards, "and I
presume that you have become somewhat
attached to him."
"Yes, sir, very much indeed," replied
Jonas.
Mr. Edwards was silent a few minutes,
appearing lost in thought.
I hardly know what to say about this
dog," he continued, at length. "You did
very right to come and let me know about
him. I am afraid that some boys would
have kept him, without saying any thing
about it. I am glad that you were honest.
I valued the dog very much, and would
have given a large sum to have recovered
him, when he was first lost. But I have got
another now, and don't really need two.
Should you be disposed to buy him ? "
Yes, sir," said Jonas, if I could. But I
haven't got but a dollar at my command,
and I suppose he is worth more than that."
Jonas had a dollar of his own. Mr. Hol-






JOAUS ON AJrPARM IN WINT.r.,


iday had given it to him when he left his
house, thinking it probable that he would
want to buy something for himself. Jonas
had taken this money with him when he
left the farmer's, intending to expend a part
of it in the market town; but he did not see
any thing that he really wanted, and so the
money was in his pocket now.
"Why, yes," said Mr. Edwards, I gave
a great deal more for him than that. Haven't
you any more money with you?
Not of my own," said Jonas.
I suppose you got some for your prod-
uce."
Yes, sir," said Jonas but it belongs to
the farmer that I work with."
And don't you think that he would be
willing to have you pay a part of it for the
dog? "
I don't know, sir," said Jonas. "I know
he likes the dog very much, but I hEre no
authority to buy him with his money."
If Jonas had been willing to have used his
employer's money without authority, Mr.
Edwards would not have taken it. He
made the inquiry to see whether Jonas was
trustworthy.








After a few minutes' pause, Mr. Edwards
resumed the conversation, as follows: -
Well, Jonas," said he, I have been
thinking of this a little, and have concluded
to let you keep the dog for me a lttle while, -
that is, if he is willing to go with you. But
remember he is my property still, and I shall
have a right to call for him, whenever I
choose, and you must give him up to me."
L Yes, sir," said Jonas, I will. And I
wish that you would not agree to sell him to
any body else, without letting me know."
Well," replied Mr. Edwards, I will not.
So you may take him, and keep him till I
send for him, -that is, provided he will go
with you of his own accord. I can't drive
him away from his old home."
Jonas thanked Mr. Edwards, and rose to
go. Mr. Edwards took his hat, and followed
him to the door, to see whether the dog
would go willingly. When he was upon the
step, he called him.
"Ney,, said he, Ney."
Ney looked up, and, in a moment after-
wards, jumped out of the sleigh, and came
running up to the door.
"Now,' continued Mr. Edwards, "if you








can call him back, while I am standing here,
it is pretty good proof that you have been
kind to him, and that he would like to go
with you."
So Jonas walked down towards the gate,
looking back, and calling, -
France, Franco, Franco "
The dog ran down towards him a lttle
way, and then stopped, looked back, and,
after a moment's pause, he returned a few
steps towards his former master. He seemed
a little at a loss to know which to choose.
Jonas got into his sleigh.
Franc said he.
Franco looked at him, then at Mr. Ed-
wards, then at Jonas; and finally he went
back to the door, and began to Lick his old
master's hand.
Jonas turned his horses' heads a little to-
wards the road, and moved them on a step.
Come, Franco," said he; Franco, come."
Franco, hearing these words, and seeing
that Jonas was actually going, seemed to
come to a final decision. He leaped off the
steps, and bounded down the road, through
the gate, and dumped up into Jonas's sleigh.
Mr. Edwards continued to call him, but he









paid no attention to it. He curled down be-
fore Jonas a moment, then he raised himself
up a little, so as to look back towards the
house; but he showed no disposition to get
out again. Jonas put his hand upon his ead,
and patted it gently as he drove away; and,
when he found that Franco was really going
with him, he turned his head back, and said,
with a look of great satisfaction, -
"Good-by, sir. I'm very much oblged
to you."
Good-by, Jonas. Take good care of
Ney."
"Yes, sir,"aid he, "I certain he, certainly will."
"You're a good dog, Franco," he con-
tinued, patting his head, "to come with me,
-very good dog, Franco, to choose the
coarse hay for a bed under the old General's
crib, rather than that good warm carpet, for
the sake of coming with me. I'll make you
a little house, France,- I certainly will, and
I'll put a carpet on the floor. I'll make it as
soon as I get home."
And Jonas did, the next evening after lie
got home, make Franco a hou.s j1t b4g
enough for him; and he found an old piece






74 JONAS oPF'iA9 aL IN WINTER.

of carpet to put upon the floor- He put
Franco in; but the next morning he found
him in his old place under the General's crib.
Franco liked that place better. The truth
was, it was rather wpmer; and then, be-
sides, he liked the general's's company
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CHAPTER V.

SIGNS OF A STORM.

OwN evening early in February, the farmer
told Jonas that his work, the next day, would
be to get out four or five bushels of corn and
grain, and go to mill. Accordingly, after he
had got through with his morning's work of
taking care of the stock, he took a half-bushel
measure, and several bags, and went into the
granary. The granary was a small, square
building, with narrow boards and wide cracks
between them on the south side. The build-
ing itself was mounted on posts at the four
corners, with fiat stones upon the top of the
posts, for the corners to rest upon.
The open work upon the side was to let
the air in, to dry the corn; and the high posts
and the flat stones were to keep the mice
from getting in and eating it up.
Jonas put a short board across the top of
the half-bushe], and sat upon it. Then he
began taking the corn and shelling it off from









the cob, by rubbing it against the edge of the
board. As he sat thus at work, he occasion-
-ally looked up, and he could see out of the
open door of-the granary, into the farm-yards.
It was a very pleasant morning. The sun
shone beautifully ; and now and then a drop
fell from the roof on the south side of the
barn. The cattle were standing, basking in
the sun, in the barn-yard, and in the sheds,
where the sun could shine in upon them.
The whole area of the barn-yard was trod-
den smooth and hard by the footsteps of
the cattle; and broad and smooth paths had
been worn in every direction, about the house.
Behind the barn was a large sheep-yard, also
well worn with the footsteps of the sheep.
A great many sheep were there, now and
then eating hay from a long rack, which ex-
tended across the yard.
When Jonas had shelled out the corn, he
carried the bags, and put them into the sleigh,
which was generally used in going to mill.
Then he locked the granary, and put the key
away, and afterwards went to the barn, and
opened the great doors, which led in to the
barn floor. He climbed up a tall ladder to a
loft under the roof of the barn, and threw









down some sheaves of wheat, -as many as
he thought would be necessary to produce
the quantity of grain which the farmer had
ordered. He then descended the ladder, and
got a flail, and began to thresh them out.
Standing, now, in a new position, he had a
different prospect before him. Beyond the
barn-yard he could see another larger yard
nearer the house, in which the snow had also
been beaten down by the going and coming
of teams, sleds, and all sorts of travel, for two
or three weeks, during which there had been
no new falls of snow. Upon one side of
this yard was an enormous heap of wood,
which Jonas and Ol, had been hauling
nearly all the winter- n the other side was
a quantity of timber, a all sizes and lengths,
which the fanrer anmAmnos had been getting
out for the new barn. Some of it was hewed,
and some not; and several large pieces were
laid out upon the level surface of the yard,
and the farmer and Amos were sitting upon
them, working upon the frame. Amos was
boring holes with an auger, and the farmer
was cutting the holes thus made into a square
form with a chisel Josey was there, too,
and Amelia. They were building a house
7*








of the blocks which had been sawed off from
the ends of the timbers.
When, however, they heard the sound of
Jonas's flail, they left their play, and came
along to the barn to see him. Josey came
into the barn; Amelia remained at the door.
What are you doing, Jonas ? said Josey.
Threshing some wheat," replied Jonas;
"but stand back, or I shall hit you with the
flail."
Are you going to mill? said Josey.
"Yes, I or somebody else. I am getting
a grist ready."
Here comes uncle," said Josey; I mean
to ask him to let 7'
The farmer ca and told Jonas that
he expected that th oing to have a
snow-storm, ,and, th ba on as his grist
was ready, he might harness a horse into the
sleigh, and drive directly to mill.
Then," said he, you may come directly.
back, and not wadt to have it ground; for I
want you to go up to the woods this after-
noon, and bring down a load of small spruces,
which I cut for rafters. I want them down
before the road gets blocked up with








The farmer had reflected that, about this
time in the winter, they were generally ex-
posed to long and driving snow-storms, by
which the roads were often blocked up. He
usually endeavored to get all out of the
woods which he'had to get, early in the sea-
son, while the snow was not deep. He had
now got down all his wood, and all his tim-
ber, except one or'two loads of rafters; and
he wished, therefore, o get those down, so
that, in case of a setre storm, he would not
have to break out thearoad again.
Jonas accordingly despatched his prepara-
tions for going to mill, as rapidly as possible,
and soon was ftd driving out, he
stopped oppos here the farmer
was at work e"
All read ir, said Jonas.
Very w ee farmer. The
pond road is a little a nearest, isn't it? "
"Yes, sir," said Joes.
"And Josey wants to go with you; have
you any objection to take him ? "
"No, sir," said Jonas; I should like very
much to hae him go."
"Well, Josey, get your great-coat, and
come."








O, no, sir," said Josey; I don't need any
great-coat; it isn't cold."
"Very well, then; jump in."
Josey got in upon the top of the bags, and
Jonas drove on. After riding a short dis-
tance, they turned down by a road which led
to the pond, whichwas now covered with so
thick and solid a sheet of iee that it was
safe travelling upon'it, an~ it Oras according-
ly intersected with roa sn every direction.
They rode down at apid trot to the ice,
followed by France, w tras always glad to
go upon an expedition.
The road led them over, very nearly, the
same part.of the Je Jonas had navi-
gated in his boe Jtted a sail to
it,-though now es were so
different all arouu would hardly
have supposed the ve been the
same. There was same level surface,
but it was now a field, white with
snow, instead of the ndulating expanse
of water, of the deep-tlue color reflected
from the sky. There were the sare islands,
and promontories, and-.hechea;ut the ver-
dure was gone, and the naked whiteness of
the beach seemed to have spread over the








whole landscape. It was a very pleasant
ride, however. The road was level, though
very winding, as it passed around capes and
headlands, and now and then took a wide
circuit to avoid a breathing-hole. The sun
shone pleasantly, too.
"I don't s what signs there are of a
snow-storm," i 'd Josey.
Such a calm aAd pleasant day in Febru-
ary portends a storR, said Jonas Be-
sides, the wind, wh there is, is north-east;
and don't you see thEsiow-bank off south ? "
Josey looked in the direction in which
they were going, w"t was towards te
south-west, along, white bank
of cloud, ext at quarter of the
heavens.
Is that a ? "asked Josey.
It is aba b clouds, I suppose,"
said Jonas. "They it a snow-bank."
By the time that t oys reached the mill,
a hazy appearance had- overspred the whole
sky. They took out the grist, and left it to
be ground, and then immediately g t into
the sleigh a n, and commenced their rettf
Before they had gone far, the sky bedi.
entirely overcast, and the distant hills to 1t,









south-east were enveloped in what appeared
to be a kind of mist, but which was really
falling snow.
How windy it is! said Josey.
"No," said Jonas, "it is not much more
windy than it was when we came; but then
we were riding with it, and now we are
going against it. You feel Cok, don't you ? "
"Why, yes, a little," sai Josey, "now
the sun has gone, and the wind has come."
"Well, then," said jonas, get down in
the bottom of the sleighs, and I'll cover you
up with buffaloes."
So Josey crept down into the bottom of
the sleigh, and J d him up; and
he found his plFm and com-
fortable.
How do you lace? said
Jonas.
Very well," said 4osey, "only I can't
see where we are going"
"Trust yourself to me," said Jonas. Ill
drive you safely "
"I know it," said Josey, "and I wish
you'd tell me, now and then, whlt you see."
"Well," replied Jonas, "I see a load of
hay coming along on the pond before us."









"A large load ? said Josey.
"Yes," replied Jonas; "and now we're
going pretty near the round island. There,
the load of hay is turning off by another
road. O, there is a sleigh behind it; it was
hid'before. The sleigh is coming this way."
I don't hear any bells," said Josey.
We are too far off yet; 'yu'll hear them
presently."
Very soon Josey did hear the bells. They
came nearer and nearer, and at last jingled
by close to his ears. As soon as the sound
had gone by, he threw up the buffalo with
his arms, and looked oo, saying to Jonas, -
I guess they wohl d what you had got
here, covered up. the buffalo, Jonas."
Jonas smil y covered himself
up aganm N fher this, it began to
snow, and Jonas said that he could hardly
see the shore in some places.
Suppose it should snow so fast," said Jo-
sey, that you could not see the land at all;
then, if you should come to two roads, how
could you tell which one to take ? "
Why, one way," replied Jonas, "would
be to let Franco trot on before us; and he'd
know the way."






84 JONAS ON A WARI IN WINTER.

c Is Franco coming along with us ? said
Josey.
Yes," said Jonas, he is close behind."
"Why don't you call him Ney? asked
Josey; that is his real name."
I was uncertain which to call him for
some time," said Jonas; but finally I con-
cluded to let him keep both names, and so
now he is Franco Ney."
"Well," said Josey, "I think that is a
good plan."
A short time after this, Jonas turned up off
from the pond, and soon reached home.











CHAPTER VL.

THE RESCUE.

JoNAs found, when he reached home, that
it was about dinner-time. The farmer said
that the storm was coming on sooner than
he had expected, and he believed that they
should have to leave the rafters where they
were. But Jonas said that he thought he
could get them without any difficulty, if the
farmer would let him take the oxen and sled.
The farmer, finding that Jonas was very
willing to go, notwithstanding the storm, said
that he should be Very glad to have him try-
And Josey, he said, might accompany him
or not, just as he pleased.
"I wouldn't go, Jonas," said Josey, "if I
were you. It is going to be a great storm."
He, however, walked along with Jonas to
the barn, to see him yoke the oxen- The
yard was covered with a thin coating of light
snow, which made the. appearance of it very
different from what it had been when they
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had left it. The cows and oxen stood out
still exposed, their backs whitened a little
with the fine flakes which had fallen upon
them. Jonas went to the shed, and brought
out the yoke.
"Jonas," said Josey, "I wouldn't go."
"No, I think it very likely that you
wouldn't. You are not a very efficient
boy."
"What is an efficient boy? asked Josey.
"4One that has energy and resolution
enough to go on and accomplish his object,
even if there are difficulties in the way."
"Is that what you mean by being effi-
cient ? said Josey.
Yes; a boy that hasn't some efficiency,
isn't good for much-"
As he said this, Jonas had got one of the
oxen yoked. He then went to bring up the
other.
When the other ox was up in his place,
Jonas raised the end of the yoke, and put it
over his neck.
You see," continued he, your uncle
wants all those rafters got down. It will be
a little harder getting them, in the storm;


but I care nothing for that.


It will be a great






THE RESCom. 87

satisfaction to him to have them all safe down
here before it drifts. He doesn't require
me to go; but if I go voluntarily and bring
them down, don't you think that, to-morrow
morning, when he finds two feet of snow on
the ground, he'll be glad to think that all his
rafters are safe in the yard? "
Why, yes," said Josey. I've a great
mind to go with you."
Do just as you please,~ said Jonas.
"Well, do you want me to go ?
"Yes, I should like your company very
well; and, besides, perhaps you can help
me."
Well," said Josey, I'll go.'
He accordingly followed Jonas as he drove
the oxen along to the sled. Jonas held up
the tongue, while Josey backed the oxen, so
that he could enter the end of the tongue
into the ring attached to the lower side of
the yoke. He then put the iron pin in, and
all was ready.
Jonas drove the oxen along, till he came
to the great gate nm the back yard, and then
he stopped to go and get some chains. The
chains he fastened to the stakes, which were


in the sides of the sled.


Then he opened








the great gate, and the oxen went through;
after which he seated himself upon the sled
by the side of Josey, and so they rode along
up into the woods.
The storm increased, though very slowly.
The road into the woods, which had become
well worn, was now beginning to be covered,
here and there, with little white patches,
wherever new snow, driven along by the
wind, found places where it could lodge.
At length, however, they came to the woods;
and there they were sheltered from the wind,
and the snow fell more equally. Josey had
found it quite cold riding in the open ground,
for the wind was against them but under
the shelter of the trees he found it quite warm
and comfortable.
The forest appeared very silent and soli-
tary. It is true they could hear the moaning
of the wind upon the tops of the trees, but
there was no sound of life, and no motion
but that of the fine flakes descending through
the air in a gentle shower. The whole sur-
face of the ground, and every thing lying
upon it, was covered with the snow ; for the
branches, and the stnd the stumps and th ems
trimmed up for timber, and the places where








the old snow had been trampled down by the
oxen and by the woodcutters, were now all
whitened over again and concealed.
Who would think," said Jonas, that
there could be any thing alive here ?"
"Is there any thing ? said Josey.
"Yes, thousands of animals, all covered
up in the snow, -mice in the ground, and
squirrels in the hollow logs, and millions of
insects, frozen up in the bark of the dead
trees-."
And they'll be covered up deeper before
morning," said Josey.
"Yes," said Jonas, "and so would our
rafters, if we didn't get them out. We
could not have found half of them, if we had
left them till after this storm."
The rafters were lying around upon the
old snow, wherever small trees, from which
they had been formed, had fallen. They
could be distinguished very plainly now, al-
though covered with an inch of snow.
Jonas and Josey immediately went to
work, getting them together, and placing
them upon the sled- When they had been
at work in this way for some time, Jonas
said, -








"We shall not get half of them, at this
load"
Then what shall you do ? said Josey.
"0, come up again, and get the rest."
But then it will be dark before you get
home."
That will be no matter," said Jonas.
Only you'll get lost, and buried up in
the snow."
"No," said Jonas; "there might be some
danger to-morrow evening, after it shall have
been snowing four and twenty hours; but
not to-night. The snow will not be more
than a foot deep at midnight."
When they had got as many of the rafters
upon the sled as Jonas thought the oxen
could conveniently draw, he secured the load
by the chains, and collected the rest of the
sticks together a little, on the ground. Then
he told Josey to climb up to the top of the
load and ride. He said that he would walk
along by the side of the oxen. Josey found
it more comfortable going back, than it was
coming up, for the wind was now behind
him, and the snow did not drive into his
face. Jonas walked along in the snow,
which was now nearly ankle deep, and after








they had got out of the woods, there were
some places where it had drifted much
deeper.
Do you suppose that uncle has got his
frame done? said Josey.
I presume he has left it, if he hasn't
finished it," said Jonas.
Why? Why couldn't he stay out in
the storm to work, as well as we? "
"Because," said Jonas, "the snow would
wet his tools, and fill up his mortises, and so
trouble him a great deal more than it does
us. You can't do carpenter's work out of
doors in a snow-storm."
Do you mean to go after the other load ? "
asked Josey.
Yes," replied Jonas.
The boys found, when they reached the
yard, that it was as Jonas had predicted.
The farmer and Amos had left their work
and gone in. They were in the shop grind-
ing their tools. The farmer asked Jonas if
he had got all the rafters.
"No, sir," said Jonas; "there is another
load."
Well, we'll let them go," said the farmer.
" I'm very glad you've got one load down."








I think, sir," said Jonas, if you have no
objection, I'd better go and get the rest. I
know just where they are, and I can get them
all down here before night."
"You won't have time to get down before
it will be dark," said the farmer.
"Just as you think best, sir," said Jonas,
" but I think I can get out of the woods be-
fore dark ; and it is of no consequence about
the rest of the way."
"Very well," said the farmer, you may
go. Don't you want Amos to go with you? "
"No, sir, it isn't necessary."
No, sir," said Josey, I can go with him."
So Jonas threw off his load, and then
turned his team about, and once more set
out for the woods. He and Josey sat upon
the sled, talking by the way,-the storm
continuing without much change. The
snow gradually increased in depth, but the
oxen walked along without difficulty through
it. Sometimes they came to a drift where
the snow was so deep as to come in a little
upon the bars, where the boys were sitting;
but in general the sled runners glided along
through it very smoothly.
The woods appeared still more sombre and








solitary than they had done before. The
new snow was deeper, and it was falling
faster; and, besides, as it was now nearly
sundown, there was only a gloomy sort of
twilight, under the trees. Jonas and Josey
loaded the sled as fast as they could. They
put on the last of the rafters, which Jonas
had collected, with great satisfaction. Josey,
especially, began to be in haste to set out on
his return.
"Now," said jonas, Ill look around a lit-
tie, just to see that there are none left behind."
0, no, I wouldn't," said Josey; "let us
go. We've got them all, I know."
I want to be sure," said Jonas, and
make thorough work of it."
So saying, he began wading about in the
snow, to see if he could find any more rafters.
He, however, soon satisfied himself that they
were all upon the sled. He then secured his
load carefully, with the chains, and they set
out upon their return, as before.
It grew dark rapidly, and the wind and
storm increased. When they came out of
the woods, they found that the air wa aery;
thick with the falling flakes, and the drifts
had begun to be quite large, so that some-








times, in plunging through them, the snow
would bank up quite high, before the sled,
against the ends of the rafters. Jonas said
that, if they had been two hours later, they
could not have got along.
You said that the snow wouldn't be a
foot deep by midnight," said Josey.
"It is coming faster than I thought it
would," sad Jonas. "It is almost a foot
deep now."
The road by which the boys were advan-
cing, led along the bank of the brook, until
it reached nearly to the shore of the pond,
and then it turned off, and went towards the
house, at a little distance from the shore.
When they reached this part of the road, the
storm, which here swept down across the pond.
beat upon them with unusual fury. The wind
howled; the snow was driven through the air,
and seemed to scud along the ground with
great violence; and the drifts, running diago-
nally across the road, were once or twice so
deep, that the oxen could hardly get the load
through. It was now almost dark, too, mnd
all the traces of the road were obliterated, -
though Jonas knew, by the land and fences,
how to go.






THE RESCUE. J 95

Just at this time, when the wind seemed
to lull for an instant, Jonas thought he heard
a cry. He stopped his oxen to listen.
"No," said Josey, "I don't believe it is
any thing; let us go on."
In fact, Josey was afraid, and wanted to
get home as soon as he could.
Wait a minute," said Jonas. He listened
again, and in a moment he heard the cry
again. It seemed to be a cry of distress, but
he could not distinguish any words.
It is somebody off upon the pond," said
Jonas.
Is the pond out that way ? asked Josey.
"Yes," said Jonas, "and I verily believe
somebody is out on it, and has lost his
way."
"Well," said Josey, "let us go home as
fast as we can, and tell uncle."
No," said Jonas, that won't do."
Jonas turned in the direction from which
the sound appeared to come, and, putting his
hands up to his mouth in the shape of a
speaking-trumpet, he called out, as loud as he
could call, -
Hal loo
He listened after he had thus called, but







there was no answer. In a few minutes, the
cry which he had heard first was repeated, in
the same tone as before.
They don't hear me," said Jonas.
Hal-loo! cried out Josey, as loud as
he could call.
There was no answer; but, in a few sec-
onds afterwards, the cry was repeated, as at
first.
"'You see," said Jonas, 9 that the wind
blows this way, and they can't hear us. We
must go out after them."
Josey tried to dissuade Jonas from this
plan; but Jonas said he must go, and that,
as they had oxen with them, there would
be no danger. First," said he, we must
throw off our load."
So he and Josey went to work, and threw
off the rafters, as fast as they could. Jonas
reserved four or five rafters, which he left
upon the sled. Then he turned the oxen in
the direction from which the cry had come.
They continued to hear it at moderate in-
tervals.
They descended gradually a short distance
across the field, and then they came to the
shore of the pond. Here Jonas took off one








of his rafters, and laid it upon the shore, with
one end raised up out of the snow.
What is that for? said Josey.
To show us the way back to our road,"
said Jonas. I place' it so that it points
right back, the way we came."
"We can tell by our tracks," said Josey.
"No," said Jonas; "our tracks will all be
covered up before we come back."
Jonas then drove down upon the pond,
guiding his oxen in the direction of the cry.
He kept Josey upon the sled, so as not to ex-
haust his strength. He rode himself, too, as
much as he could; but he was obliged to
jump off very frequently, to keep the oxen in
a right direction. He stopped occasionally to
put down a rafter, placing it so that its length
should be in the line of his road, and taking
care to sink one end into the snow, so as to
leave the other out as far as possible, to pre-
vent its being all buried up before they
should return. Every now and then, too, he
would answer the cry, as loud as he could
call.
At last, after they had toiled along in this
way for some time, Jonas thought that he
succeeded in making the travellers hear;
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for, immediately after his call, he would
hear a calling from them, following it, and
speaking in a different way, though Jonas
could not understand what was daid. He
kept pressing forward steadily, and, before
long, he found that the travellers were silent,
excepting immediately after he called to
them, -when there was a sound as if in-
tended for a response, though Jonas could
not tell what was said.
We shall get to them, Josey," said he.
1* Who do you suppose it is? said Josey.
"I don't know; very probably some trav-
ellers lost uron the pond."
Jonas was right in his conjecture: as they
came nearer and nearer, the sounds became
more distinct.
Hal-loo vociferated Jonas.
Hal-loo was the answer. Can-
you come and help us ? "
Ay, ay,7 said Jonas; we're coming."
SAy, ay," shouted Josey, in his loudest
voice, which, being more shrill than that of
Jonas, was perhaps heard farther.
Still nothing was to be seen. Besides be-
mg dark, the atmosphere was thick with
snow. So it was not until they got very








near to the travellers, that they could see
them at all. They saw at last, however,
some dark-looking object before them. On
coming up to it, they found that it was a
horse and sleigh. The horse was in a very
deep snow-drift, and was half lying down.
There was a woman in the sleigh, with a
small child in her arms, and a boy, about
as large as Josey, standing at the horse's
head.
0, I am so glad you have got some oxen,
sir! said the woman. "We couldn't have
got out without oxen."
"I don't see how the snow happens to be
so deep just here."
"Why, it's that island," said the woman;
" I suppose there is an island off there. I
told Isaiah it would be drifted under this
island; and now the horse is all beat out;
and, besides, we don't know the way."
"Well," said Jonas, "I'll hook the oxen
on, and we'll soon get you to the land.
Isaiah, you take your horse out of the
sleigh."
So Isaiah went to work to unhook the
traces and the hold-backs, in order to get the
horse free from the sleigh.








"II get out," said the woman.
"No," said Jonas; you sit still, and keep
your child warm."
As soon as Isaiah had taken the horse out,
Jonas told him to lead him around behind
the sleigh, while he turned the shafts over
back against the dasher, and then he brought
the oxen up in front of the sleigh. He first,
however, drove the oxen out of the road
with the sled, so as to leave that where it
would not be in the way. Then he took
two chains from the sled, and attached the
oxen, by means of them, to the forward part
of the sleigh. When all was ready, he put
Josey in with the woman, and let Isaiah lead
his horse behind. He then started the oxen.
"Are you going to leave the sled here? "
said Josey.
"Yes," said Jonas, we can come and
get it after the storm is over."
The oxen drew the sleigh along very
easily. The snow was quite deep for a lttle
distance, and then it became less so ; but it
was very dark, and it was difficult for Jonas
to follow his track. The snow blew across
it with great violence, and was fast filling
it up.




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