"I am dreadfully cold," said Madge. "How are you, Heavy?"
"Stiff as a poker, thank you!" returned the Irrepressible. "I haven't any feet at all now. They've frozen and dropped off!"
"Don't talk so terribly!" wailed Belle. "We are freezing to death here. I am sleepy. I've read that when folks get drowsy out in a storm like this they are soon done for. Now, isn't that a fact, Madge Steele?"
"Nonsense!" exclaimed the older girl; but Heavy broke in with:
"It strikes me that now is the time to make use of Ruth's matches. Let's build a rousing fire."
"How?" demanded Helen. "Where can we get fuel? It's all under the snow."
"There's plenty of kindling right under us," declared Jennie Stone, vigorously. "And Ruth spoke about the under branches of these trees being dry"
"And so they are," declared Ruth, struggling to her feet. "We must do something. A rousing fire against this rock will keep us warm. We can heat the rock and then draw the fire out and get behind it. It will be fine!"
"Oh, I can't move!" wailed Lluella.
"Luella doesn't want to work," said Madge. "But you get up and do your share, Miss! If
