OVER THE MOUNTAINS The boat was secured firmly among the bushes, and finding an abundance of fallen wood along the beach, they pulled it into a heap and kindled a fire.

The night, as usual, was cool, but the pleasant flames dispelled the chill, and the cove was very snug and comfortable after a day of hard and continuous work.

Jarvis and Ike did the cooking, at which they were adepts.
"After pullin' a boat ten or twelve hours there's nothin' like somethin' warm inside you to make you feel good," said Jarvis.

"Ike, you lunkhead, hurry up with that coffee pot.

Me an' Harry can't wait more'n a minute longer." Ike grinned and hurried.