{"product_id":"2940013667907","title":"Red-Headed Windego","description":"Big Baptiste Seguin, on snow-shoes nearly six feet long, strode\u003cbr\u003emightily out of the forest, and gazed across the treeless valley\u003cbr\u003eahead.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Hooraw! No choppin' for two mile!\" he shouted.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Hooraw! Bully! Hi-yi!\" yelled the axemen, Pierre, \"Jawnny\" and\u003cbr\u003e\"Frawce,\" two hundred yards behind. Their cries were taken up by the\u003cbr\u003etwo chain-bearers still farther back.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It is a lake, Baptiste?\" cried Tom Dunscombe, the young surveyor, as\u003cbr\u003ehe hurried forward through balsams that edged the woods and concealed\u003cbr\u003ethe open space from those among the trees.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"No, seh; only a beaver meddy.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Clean?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Clean! Yesseh! Clean's your face. Hain't no tree for two mile if de\u003cbr\u003eline is go right.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Good! We shall make seven miles to-day,\" said Tom as he came forward\u003cbr\u003ewith immense strides, carrying a compass and Jacob's-staff. Behind him\u003cbr\u003ethe axemen slashed along, striking white slivers from the pink and\u003cbr\u003escaly columns of red pines that shot up a hundred and twenty feet\u003cbr\u003ewithout a branch. If any underbrush grew there, it was beneath the\u003cbr\u003eeight-feet-deep February snow, so that one could see far away down a\u003cbr\u003emultitude of vaulted, converging aisles.","brand":"WDS Publishing","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47156817592560,"sku":"2940013667907","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013667907","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}