Now he sat on his blanket with his back against a log and, with a great feeling of comfort, saw the flames leap up and grow.

The cooks were at work, and there was an abundance of food.

They had brought much themselves, and the enthusiastic neighbors doubled and tripled their supplies.

The pleasant aroma of bacon and ham frying over the coals and of boiling coffee arose.

He was weary from the long journey and the work that he had done, and he was hungry, too, but he was willing to wait.
All the troops were South Carolinians except Harry and perhaps a dozen others.