We divided the blankets in the same way, and all the spare underwear.

Brown and Coutlass had to be satisfied with cotton blankets from a bale of trade goods; but when they had rifled enough to build up good thick mattresses as well as coverings, there were still two apiece for our boys and all the porters.
The chop-boxes were a revelation.

The man had with him food enough for at least a year's traveling, including all the canned delicacies that hungry men dream about in the wilderness.

Before we slept we ate so enormously of so very many things that it was a wonder that we were able to sleep at all.
We all hoped Schillingschen would die, for it was a hard problem what to do with him.

He had no papers in his possession, beyond a diary written in German schrift that even Will could not make head or tail of, for all his knowledge of the language; and a very vague map bearing the imprint of the British government, filled in by himself with the names of the villages he had passed on his way.