With the insatiate craving was the knowledge that there was not a scrap of meat, a crumb of bread nor a drop of milk in camp.
"We can fill up on water," remarked Jack, after they had bathed faces and hands and quaffed their fill.
"But what good will that do?
We might bubble over, but we should be just as hungry as ever." "It seems to me that when a fellow is chock-full of anything he oughtn't to feel much hunger." "I've often thought that, but you can't fool nature that way." "If it gets any worse we can shoot the ponies and devour them." "Why both of them ?" "Because it would take a whole one to satisfy me.

I don't know how _you_ feel, Jack, but if we are to have appetites like this I shall go in for buying a drove of cattle and spending the few weeks we have in these parts in eating." The youths looked in each other's face and laughed.

Truly they were ahungered, but could never quite lose their waggishness.
"I wonder what's become of Hank," suddenly exclaimed Fred, looking beside and behind them; "the fire is nearly burned out, and he is nowhere in sight.

HALLOOH!" The hail was uttered in a loud voice, and was responded to, but from a point a considerable distance out upon the prairie, in the direction of the foot-hills.

The open nature of the wood permitted the boys to see quite clearly in that direction.
"Yonder he comes," said Jack.
"And, by gracious, he's carrying something on his shoulders.