But they knew that in a town there were many houses, and a store full of candy and calico and other wonderful things-powder, and shot, and salt, and store sugar. They had never seen even two houses standing together. Ma was worried, but Pa said that by starting before sun-up and walking very fast all day he could get home again before dark. There were so many furs to carry that he could not take his gun. Very early one morning Pa strapped the bundle of furs on his shoulders, and started to walk to town. There were so many furs that when they were packed tightly and tied together they made a bundle almost as big as Pa. So one evening he made a big bundle of them. Pa said he must go to town to trade the furs of the wild animals he had been trapping all winter. At noon all the big icicles along the eaves of the little house quivered and sparkled in the sunshine, and drops of water hung trembling at their tips. Bits of it dropped from the branches of the trees and made little holes in the softening snowbanks below. In the Big Woods the snow was beginning to thaw. Then one day Pa said that spring was coming.
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