woodpile

There’s a section where Mytting claims that, in 19th-century Maine, young women would use the physical characteristics of woodpiles to assess a man’s viability as a potential husband.

Assembling a decent woodpile, however, is always an end in itself.

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.