woodpile

I wanted an axe, but there wasn't any, only the one out at the woodpile, and I knowed why I was going to leave that.

Every time one of them showed himself on the river side of the woodpile he got shot at.

Operations at the woodpile suddenly ceased and Young Matt was first at the barn-yard gate.

He's eaten so much of our woodpile, that he will be but a drowsy sentinel, I'm afraid.

His tone was pettish and he stooped down and began to toss splinters and broken boards upon the woodpile.