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Early the next morning, Mr. Davenport and Clinton decided to start / for home, as there were indications of an approaching change in the / weather, which might render the roads very uncomfortable, if it did / not compel them to prolong their stay at the loggers' camp longer / than would be agreeable. After a breakfast of hot bread and molasses, / fried pork, and tea, Fanny was harnessed, and bidding farewell to / their forest friends, they jumped into the sleigh, and set their faces / towards Brookdale. As they were riding along the solitary road, Mr. / Davenport asked Clinton if he thought he should like to be a logger.
"I don't know but I should," he replied; "there are a good many things / about the business I should like. It makes them strong and healthy, / and I guess they have good times in the camps, and on the rivers. It / is quite a romantic life, too, and they seem to meet with a good many / curious adventures."