Powder you've got to put underneath every time."
"Correct, Bud, you go up to the head of the class," laughed Hugh.
"I wanted to ask Ralph if when he used to camp around here last
winter he ever knew the air to be clear enough to hear the noise
of the mill over at town?"
"Why, it's a good many miles away," returned Ralph, "and I don't
know that I ever did hear what you say. But what makes you ask
that, Bud?"
"Oh! the atmosphere must be doing its prettiest then, to-night,"
came the answer. "While I was standing just outside the door I
could hear the plain rattle of the machinery, though it died away
quick enough. I understand that business is so good that they're
running a night shift at the mills. And sounds can be heard a
long way off after sunset, can't they, Hugh?"
"That's all as true as anything, Bud, though if you'd asked me my
opinion before you spoke, I would have said it was foolish to think
we could hear the mills so far away as this, no matter how clear
the frosty air might be."
"Well, that may be," remarked the other boy doggedly; "but I did hear
machinery pounding away at a right merry pace, give you my word on
that. I even stepped out further and looked around, but there
wasn't a thing in sight, only the stars shining up there and the
little horned moon dropping down close to the horizon.
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