16 Pile Up Wood and Go On With Winter

In Which I Pile Up Wood and Go On With Winter Now I am almost to that snowstorm. The morning after I had the awful thought about the wood, I got up early. I was glad to hear the nuthatches and chickadees. They gave me the feeling that I still had time to chop. They were bright, busy, and totally unworried about storms. I shouldered my axe and went out. I had used most of the wood around the hemlock house so I crossed to the top of the gorge. First I took all the dry limbs of the trees and hauled them home. Then I chopped down dead trees. With wood all around me, I got in my tree and put my arm out. I made an X in the needles. Where the x lay, I began stacking wood. I wanted to be able to reach

本章我来讲堆柴火，迎接冬天 马上就要说到那场暴风雪啦 在我冒出缺柴火的糟糕念头后的第二天清晨，我一早就起了床 听到五子雀和山雀的叫声，我心里舒畅多了 它们让我觉得，我还有时间砍够柴火 它们活泼勤快，一点都不担心暴风雪要来 我扛起斧头出了门 铁杉小屋附近的柴已经快被我用光了，所以我走到峡谷顶上 我先把所有枯树枝都收起来拖回了家 接着我又砍倒了枯死的树 柴都收集好了，我爬上树伸出胳膊 在松针上画了一个叉 我就在画叉的位置开始堆柴火 这样下雪之后我伸手就能拿到

my wood from the tree when the snow was deep. I piled a big stack at this point. I reached out the other side of the door and made another x. I piled wood here. Then I stepped around my piles and had a fine idea. I decided that if I used up one pile, I could tunnel through the snow to the next and the next. I made many wood piles leading out into the forest. I watched the sky. It was as blue as summer, but ice was building up along the waterfall at the gorge. I knew winter was coming, although each day the sun would rise in a bright sky and the days would follow cloudless. I piled more wood. This is when I realized that I was scared. I kept cutting wood and piling it like a nervous child biting his nails. It was almost with relief that I saw the storm arrive.

积雪变厚的时候，我在树上就能拿到这些柴 我在这儿堆了好大一堆柴 我伸手到门的另一侧又画了一个叉，在这儿也堆了一堆柴 接着我绕着柴堆走，想到了一个好主意 我打算等用完一堆柴，就从雪里挖隧道到下一堆，依次取用 我堆了好多堆柴，一直延伸到森林里 我抬头看了看天空 天空还和夏天一样蓝，可峡谷的瀑布边已经开始结冰了 我知道冬天要来了，哪怕这些天每天都是晴天，大太阳升起，一整天都万里无云 我还是一个劲地堆更多柴 这个时候我才发现，我其实心里很害怕 我不停地砍柴堆柴，就像紧张的小朋友忍不住咬指甲一样停不下来 看到暴风雪来的时候，我居然松了一口气

Now I am back where I began. I won't tell it again, I shall go on now with my relief and the fun and wonderfulness of living on a mountaintop in winter. The Baron Weasel loved the snow, and was up and about in it every day before Frightful and I had had our breakfast. Professor Bando's jam was my standby on those cold mornings. I would eat mounds of it on my hard acorn pancakes, which I improved by adding hickory nuts. With these as a bracer for the day, Frightful and I would stamp out into the snow and reel down the mountain. She would fly above my head as I slid and plunged and rolled to the creek. The creek was frozen. I would slide out on to it and break a little hole for fish. The sun would glance off the white snow, the birds would fly through the trees, and I would come home with a fresh meal from the valley. I found there were still plants under the snow, and I would dig down and get teaberry

现在我回到故事开始的地方啦 之前的事我就不重复说了，现在我就来给你们讲讲，冬天住在山顶有多舒服、多好玩、多美妙 黄鼠狼男爵可喜欢雪了，每天我和福莱特佛还没吃早饭，它就已经在雪地里逛了好久了 班多教授做的果酱，是我冷天早晨的必备好吃的 我会把果酱厚厚抹在橡子煎饼上，我还加了山核桃，味道变得更好了 吃饱攒足力气后，我和福莱特佛就踩着雪出门，摇摇晃晃跑下山 我连滑带滚冲到小溪的时候，它就飞在我头顶上 小溪已经冻住了 我会滑到冰面上，砸开一个小洞捕鱼 太阳照在白雪上闪闪发亮，小鸟在树林间飞来飞去，我带着新鲜的猎物回家 我发现雪底下还长着植物，我就挖下去找冬绿树

leaves and winter-green. I got this idea from the deer, who found a lot to eat under the snow. I tried some of the mosses that they liked, but decided moss was for the deer. Around four o'clock we would all wander home. The nuthatches, the chickadees, the cardinals, Frightful, and me. And now came the nicest part of wonderful days. I would stop in the meadow and throw Frightful off my fist. She would wind into the sky and wait above me as I kicked the grasses. A rabbit would pop up, or sometimes a pheasant. Out of the sky, from a pinpoint of a thing, would dive my beautiful falcon. And, oh, she was beautiful when she made a strike– all power and beauty. On the ground she would cover her quarry. Her perfect feathers would stand up on her body and her wings would arch over the food. She never touched it until I came and picked her up. I would go home and feed her, then crawl into my tree room, light a little fire on my hearth, and Frightful and I would begin the Winter evening.

挖叶子和冬青 这个点子我是从鹿那儿学来的，鹿能在雪底下找到好多吃的 我也尝了点鹿爱吃的苔藓，最后还是觉得苔藓就留给鹿吃吧 差不多四点的时候，我们大伙都会慢悠悠往家走 五子雀、山雀、红雀、福莱特佛，还有我，我们一起回家 接下来就是美好一天里最棒的环节了 我会停在草地上，把福莱特佛从我的拳头上放飞出去 它会盘旋着飞上天空，在我头顶等着我踢草赶猎物 会跳出来一只兔子，有时候是一只野鸡 我的漂亮猎鹰就会从天而降，像一颗小箭头一样猛冲下来 天呐，它捕猎的时候可太美了——充满力量又英气十足 落到地上后它会把猎物盖住 它顺滑完美的羽毛会竖起来，翅膀拱起来盖住食物 它从来不会碰猎物，一直等我过来把它抱开 我回家喂完它，就爬回我的树屋，在壁炉生一小堆火，我和福莱特佛就开始享受冬天的夜晚

I had lots of time to cook and try mixing different plants with different meats to make things taste better– and I must say I originated some excellent meals. When dinner was done, the fire would blaze on; Frightful would sit on the foot post of the bed and preen and wipe her beak and shake. Just the fact that she was alive was a warming thing to know. I would look at her and wonder what made a bird a bird and a boy a boy. The forest would become silent. I would know that The Baron Weasel was about, but I would not hear him. Then I would get a piece of birch bark and write, or I would make new things out of deer hide, like a hood for Frightful, and finally I would take off my suit and my moccasins and crawl into my bed under the sweet-smelling deerskin. The fire would burn itself out and I would be asleep.

我有好多时间做饭，试着把不同植物和不同肉搭配，让味道更好——不得不说我发明了好几道超棒的大餐 吃完晚饭，炉火还在熊熊烧着；福莱特佛会坐在床脚的杆子上梳理羽毛，擦嘴巴，抖身体 只要知道它就在我身边，就感觉心里暖乎乎的 我看着它，忍不住好奇，为什么鸟儿生来就是鸟儿，人生来就是人呢 森林变得安安静静 我知道黄鼠狼男爵又出门活动了，可我听不到它的声音 之后我会拿一块桦树皮写字，或者用鹿皮做新东西，比如给福莱特佛做个头套，最后我脱掉外衣和鹿皮鞋，钻进散发着甜香的鹿皮被子里 等火把自己烧完，我也就睡着了

Those were nights of the very best sort. One night I read some of my old notes about how to pile wood so I could get to it under the snow, and I laughed until Frightful awoke. I hadn't made a single tunnel. I walked on the snow to get wood like The Baron Weasel went for food or the deer went for moss.

那些夜晚可真是最棒的夜晚呀 有天晚上我翻旧笔记，看到上面写着怎么堆柴才能方便在雪下取柴，我笑个不停，都把福莱特佛吵醒了 我居然一条隧道都没挖 我直接在雪面上走过去拿柴，就像黄鼠狼男爵出门找吃的、鹿出门找苔藓那样