There were, of course, no trees and no bushes; but right away at the farther end of the long valley there were some patches of very dark green.

They did not look promising, but he would go and see.

They proved to be a creeping sort of evergreen plant that trailed its stiff branches right on the very ground.

He picked a bit, and on trying to light it, found to his surprise, that it blazed up in a fierce flame.

For it was juniper, and so full of resin.
He now had the possibility of fire, so that evening the little cup in the hills held quite comfortable encampment.
Roy had brought down the sledge, and using the swords and their scabbards as supports, had made a lean-to tent against a warm rock out of the strip of shawl.