With that behind me, a big fire before me, two heavy blankets around me, and dead leaves under me, I ought to fare well.
It will at least have better air than those sod houses in which some of the best families of Nebraska live, Frank Pennington." "Never mind about the sod houses," rejoined Pennington, cheerfully.
"They're mighty good places in a blizzard.

But I think I'll stay outside too, if Colonel Winchester will let us." The colonel soon disposed his force.

The younger officers were to sleep before a fire as they wished, although about half way between midnight and morning they were to join the watch, which he intended to be strong and vigilant.

Meanwhile they ate supper and their spirits were so high that they almost made a festival of it.

The aroma of the ham and bacon, broiled in the winter open, would have made a jaded epicure hungry.
They had sardines and oysters, in tins, and plenty of coffee, with army biscuits which were not hard to them.