and he'd know the way." "Is Franco coming along with us?" said Josey. "Yes," said Jonas, "he is close behind." "Why don't you call him Ney?" asked Josey; "that is his real name." "I was uncertain which to call him for some time," said Jonas; "but finally I concluded to let him keep both names, and so now he is Franco Ney." "Well," said Josey, "I think that is a good plan." A short time after this, Jonas turned up off from the pond, and soon reached home. [Illustration] CHAPTER VI. THE RESCUE Jonas found, when he reached home, that it was about dinner-time. The farmer said that the storm was coming on sooner than he had expected, and he believed that they should have to leave the rafters where they were. But Jonas said that he thought he could get them without any difficulty, if the farmer would let him take the oxen and sled. The farmer, finding that Jonas was very willing to go, notwithstanding the storm, said that he should be very glad to have him try. And Josey, he said, might accompany him or not, just as he pleased. "I wouldn't go, Jonas," said Josey, "if I were you. It is going to be a great storm." He, however, walked along with Jonas to the barn, to see him yoke the oxen. The yard was covered with a thin coating of light snow, which made the appearance of it very different from what it had been when they had left it. The cows and oxen stood out still exposed, their backs whitened a little with the fine flakes which had fallen upon them. Jonas went to the shed, and brought out the yoke. "Jonas," said Josey, "I wouldn't go." "No, I think it very likely that you wouldn't. You are not a very efficient boy."