They missed their comrades, but the cabin was a pleasant place, well stored now with meat of buffalo, deer and wild turkey.

Floor and walls alike were covered with dressed skins.
"Why not fasten it up just as tightly as we can before we go away," said Allen.

"The Comanches are not likely to come back, the war is swinging another way, and maybe we'll find it here handy for us again some day." "You're talkin' sense, Will Allen," said the Panther.

"It's been a shelter to us once, and it might be a shelter to us twice.

The smell of the meat will, of course, draw wolves an' panthers, but we can fix it so they can't get in." Taking sufficient provisions for themselves, they put the rest high up on the rafters.