The uncles, when they heard who the boy was, were very happy, and
they all returned together to the anxiously waiting sister. As
soon as they got home, the brothers worked hard to gather enough
wood to last them all winter. Game they could get at all times of
the year, but the heavy fall of snow covered most of the dry wood
and also made it very difficult to drag wood through the deep snow.
So they took advantage of the nice fall weather and by the time the
snow commenced falling they had enough wood gathered to last them
throughout the winter. After the snow fell a party of boys swiftly
coasted down the big hill west of the brothers' hut. The Stone boy
used to stand and watch them for hours at a time. His youngest
uncle said: "Why don't you go up and coast with them?" The boy
said: "They may be afraid of me, but I guess I will try once,
anyway." So the next morning when the crowd came coasting, Stone
boy started for the hill. When he had nearly reached the bottom of
the coasting hill all of the boys ran off excepting two little
fellows who had a large coaster painted in different colors and had
little bells tied around the edges, so when the coaster was in
motion the bells made a cheerful tinkling sound. As Stone boy
started up the hill the two little fellows started down and went
past him as though shot from a hickory bow.
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