About
noon
When Dummy opened his eyes the next morning , the air was so full of snow driving before a fifty-mile gale that he could not see a hundred feet from camp . He cooked his breakfast , fed Slippers the last of the grain , and waited for the storm to break , realizing that until it did it would be folly to leave the shelter of the cliffs . The sheep were getting restless and hungry and occasionally small bunches drifted out into the storm in search of feed , but after buffeting with the wind for a few moments were glad to come back . About noon there came a lull in the gale and the snow came straight down almost in clouds . The sheep were uneasy over the change , and even Slippers seemed to sense some new danger . Suddenly with a roar the wind swept upon them from a new direction so that they were now exposed to its full fury , whereas , before , they had been sheltered by the cliffs . The sheep tried to face it , but the fierce wind was too much for them , and they slowly drifted before the gale across the snow-covered range .