Here Jim, with all the skill and delicacy of a gastronomic artist, would cook their wild ducks and wild geese, and, considering the limited area and resources for the exercise of his favorite occupation, he did extremely well.

Nor was it any longer necessary for them to run in to the shore and worry in the dripping forest with wet wood.
"It ain't like that stove we built the time we wuz on the ha'nted islan'," Long Jim would say, "but it's a heap sight better than nothin." "It shorely is," said Shif'less Sol.

"You ain't much account for anything, Jim, but you kin cook a leetle bit." Long Jim smiled contentedly..