Chapter 11 UNDER THE SNOWDRIFT.

Hamp knew that his only hope lay in a clear head and a courageous heart. Already the air seemed to be more dense, and he felt a difficulty in breathing.

"One thing certain," he reflected, "I've got about a ghost of a chance of striking either the cabin or the storehouse. If I try to tunnel away from here, there's no telling where I may land. I'v