[The Young Trailers by Joseph A. Altsheler]@TWC D-Link bookThe Young Trailers CHAPTER VII 17/17
Paul and the master were deeply absorbed in the task of trying to fit together some of the gigantic bones that is, to re-create the animal to which they thought the bones belonged, and Paul was far happier than he would have been on the scout or the hunt. The day's work was ended and all the others were sitting around the camp fire, with the dying glow of the setting sun flooding the springs, the marshes and the camp fire, but Paul and the master toiled zealously at the gigantic figure that they had up-reared, supported partly with stakes, and bearing a remote resemblance to some animal that lived a few million years or so ago.
The master had tied together some of the bones with withes, and he and Paul were now laboriously trying to fit a section of vertebrae into shape. Shif'less Sol who had gone with Henry sat down by the fire, stuffed a piece of juicy venison into his mouth and then looked with eyes of wonder at the two workers in the cause of natural history. "Some people 'pear to make a heap o' trouble for theirselves," he said, "now I can't git it through my head why anybody would want to work with a lot o' dead old bones when here's a pile o' sweet deer meat just waitin' an' beggin' to be et up." At that moment the attempt of Paul and the schoolmaster to reconstruct a prehistoric beast collapsed.
The figure that they had built up with so much care and labor suddenly slipped loose somewhere, and all the bones fell down in a heap.
The master stared at them in disgust and exclaimed: "It's no use! I can't put them together away out here in the wilderness!" Then he stalked over to the fire, and taking a deer steak, ate hungrily. The steak was very tender, and gradually a look of content and peace stole over Mr.Pennypacker's face. "At least," he murmured, "if it's hard to be a scholar here, one can have a glorious appetite, and it is most pleasant to gratify it." As the dark settled down Ross said that in one day more they ought to have all the salt the horses could carry, and then it would be best to depart promptly and swiftly for Wareville.
A half hour later all were asleep except the sentinel..
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