In a little while they were wet to the skin, and it was miserably cold; but they were used enough to the beat of wind and rain in their faces, and all declared that it was not "so bad" after all.
To these hardy lads of The Labrador rain and cold was no great hardship.

It was all in a day's work, and scudding along before a good breeze, and looking forward to a good dinner in the kitchen at Fort Pelican, and to a snug bed at night, they quite forgot the cold and rain.
During the morning the wind shifted to the westward, and before noon it drew around to the north-west.

With the shift of wind the rain ceased, and the clouds broke.

Then Andy lighted a fire in the stove, boiled the kettle and fried a pan of salt pork.

Hot tea, with bread dipped in the warm pork grease, warmed them and put them in high spirits.
"'Tis fine we didn't bide in camp," remarked David as he swallowed a third cup of tea.