Sitting on rocks and stumps we ate this meal, and presently the raw air reminded some of the smokers that, while they had thrown their tobacco away there was, in the boats, the quite large supply designed for our Red friends, should we meet any.

Of course we had more than was absolutely necessary for them, and in a few minutes the pipes which had been cast away at Green River appeared well filled and burning.

Perhaps we had pipes for the Indians too! I had not thrown my pipe away for it was a beautifully carved meerschaum--a present.

I knew just where it was and lighted it up, though I was not a great smoker.

The Indians did not get as much of that tobacco as they might have wished.
To make our blankets go farther we bunked together two and two, and Jones and I were bed-fellows.