"We must get some more sleep if we want to go to work to-morrow." "To-day, you mean," said Tom, looking at his watch.

"It is already three o'clock." A camp-fire was lit and then all but Jerry retired, it being agreed that the old sailor was to turn in once more when the others arose for breakfast.

All but Dick slept soundly, but even the eldest Rover was benefited by the additional rest.
The first work in the morning was to skin the wild beast.

This was rather a difficult task since no one had had any experience, outside of the Rover boys, on small game.

Old Jerry said he would try a steak cut from the best part of the the animal, but when he did he said it was too tough to eat.