"Yet the man-who-was-tired, he of the parchment face, who sat on a verandah with his feet on the rail, prophesied that within seven days we should be sighing for English bacon in the country where a white man could breathe." "There is no snap in the air; but I can breathe freely.

See;" and Compton took a deep breath.
"That is the teaching of the hunter," said Venning, wisely.

"Deep breathing gives a man deep lungs.

That is his teaching.

Also this, that a man should keep his skin clean and his muscles supple by hard rubbing after the bath.