The early habitant was laying in his day's supply of firewood.
Children were gathering roots and thorn branches for firewood.
I 've seen him harness the donkey, and go off for a load of firewood.
Their families ate the birds, and the hencoop was split into firewood with a hatchet.
This place was used for the storage of firewood, but just now was almost empty.
I've got it all in shape for you, with plenty of firewood and everything.
As he gathered the firewood and filled the Yukon stove, he hummed a merry air.
She brought in the heap of firewood, flung it into the stove, and set it alight.
Thus the Hermit was left free to return to his firewood and the safety of his cabin.
I had to make them go and hunt for firewood, they might just as well have had no hands.