that ran into the thick forest.
Walking along this for a mile or so, the children heard the sound of
chopping, and crashes every now and then, and the shouting of men to
each other. In about ten minutes' time they could see moving figures
between the thick trunks of trees, and soon came to the place where the
road was being broken out.

Here, indeed, was activity and exciting work. The children were
cautioned about the danger.

Don watched with every faculty strained to its utmost. He saw an
opening through the thick growth of pine trees running far into the
depths of the forest. In the opposite direction, where the men were
working, the forest remained intact.

"Guess that's the road Daddum said they were breaking out," he
commented, to the other children.

"An' that's what they have to cut down to get out to the river," added
Paul, pointing toward the thick trees on the other side.

Suddenly, a shout of "Ye-ho!" was heard and the lumbermen ran off in
every direction, while a crackling sound came from the tree that was
being cut; in another moment down crashed the giant pine, tearing away
obstructing branches from other trees.

"Oh!" sighed Don, clutching his hands in tense interest, and the other
children sat as rigid as statues until the tree was down.

Some men instantly hopped upon the fallen giant and started lopping off
the branches, while the other men began work on the next tree in the
road.

The "breaking out" of the road through the virgin forest kept on in this
way until the men were some distance farther on than they were when the
children first came upon the scene. When Mr. Latimer returned to take
them back to camp they were quite willing to go.

That evening the children had a great deal to tell their mothers and Don
added, "Guess I'll be a lumberman when I'm big."

"Have you decided to give up the canal-boat life that you promised Molly
you would lead?" asked his father, teasingly.

"Well, a man can run a canal-boat and be a lumberman, too, can't he?"
returned Don, not willing to admit his loss of interest in the
canal-boat life.

"I always said that it was better for a man to do one thing and do that
well, than to try and do several things poorly," hinted Mr. Starr.

The others laughed, for one of Don's weaknesses was to take a
tremendous interest in anything new and then leave it half finished for
the next absorbing idea.

"Well, I'm eating these pork and beans just now, and I'm doi