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So we went back and got the canoe and paddled up abreast the cavern, and

lugged all the traps up there. Then we hunted up a place close by to hide the

canoe in, amongst the thick willows. We took some fish off of the lines and

set them again, and begun to get ready for dinner.

The door of the cavern was big enough to roll a hogshead in, and on one

side of the door the floor stuck out a little bit and was flat and a good place to

build a fire on. So we built it there and cooked dinner.

We spread the blankets inside for a carpet, and eat our dinner in there.

We put all the other things handy at the back of the cavern. Pretty soon it

darkened up and begun to thunder and lighten; so the birds was right about it.

Directly it begun to rain, and it rained like all fury, too, and I never see the

wind blow so. It was one of these regular summer storms. It would get so

dark that it looked all blue-black outside, and lovely; and the rain would thrash

along by so thick that the trees off a little ways looked dim and spider-webby;

and here would come a blast of wind that would bend the trees down and turn

up the pale underside of the leaves; and then a perfect ripper of a gust would

follow along and set the branches to tossing their arms as if they was just wild;

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