It seemed almost happiness to be outside of those cursed Stockades, to rest our eyes by looking away through the woods, and seeing birds and animals that were free.

They must be happy, because to us to be free once more was the summit of earthly happiness.
There was a chance, too, to pick up something green to eat, and we were famishing for this.

The scurvy still lingered in our systems, and we were hungry for an antidote.

A plant grew rather plentifully along the track that looked very much as I imagine a palm leaf fan does in its green state.

The leaf was not so large as an ordinary palm leaf fan, and came directly out of the ground.