They then threw themselves down on a patch of greensward near-by.
"I'm gettin' hungry," said Joshua.

"Ain't you, Joe ?" "Yes, Mr.Bickford.

We may as well take supper." Mr.Bickford produced a supper of cold, meat and bread, and placed it between Joe and himself.
"Won't you share our supper ?" said Joe to their companion.
"Thank ye, stranger, I don't mind if I do," answered the Pike man, with considerable alacrity.

"My fodder give out this mornin', and I hain't found any place to stock up." He displayed such an appetite that Mr.Bickford regarded him with anxiety.

They had no more than sufficient for themselves, and the prospect of such a boarder was truly alarming.
"You have a healthy appetite, my friend," he said.
"I generally have," said the Pike man.