I have no doubt you could do with a little help some time or another, the same as the rest of us.

For all that's come between us three, may it be given me, humble and poor, to help ye both that's helped me so!" Dyck turned to go, and as he did so a thought came to him.
"If you hadn't food and drink for us, what have you for yourself, Christopher ?" he asked.

"Have you food to eat ?" "Ah, well--well, do ye think I'm no provider?
There was no food cooked was what I was thinking; but come and let me show you." He took the cover off a jar standing in a corner.

"Here's good flour, and there's water, and there's manny a wild shrub and plant on the hillside to make soup, and what more does a man want?
With the scone cooked and inside ye, don't ye feel as well as though ye'd had a pound of beef or a rasher of bacon?
Sure, ye do.

I know where there's clumps of wild radishes, and with a little salt they're good--the best.