He would have struck work long before, had it not been for Fritz labouring on so steadily, which made him ashamed to remain idle.
"I tell you what we'll do to celebrate the event, now the garden is done.

We will have a feast there." "I don't know where that's to come from," observed Fritz in his sober way, just then beginning to place carefully the pieces of potato in the drills prepared for them.

"I don't think there's much chance of our having any feasting here." "Oh, indeed," replied Eric; "am I not cook ?" "Well, laddie, I haven't noticed any great display of your skill yet since we landed," said Fritz dryly.
"Ah, we've been too busy; you just wait till I have time, like this afternoon.

Then you shall see what you shall see!" "No doubt," said Fritz, laughing at this sapient declaration.

"However, I assure you, brother mine and most considerate of cooks, I'll not be sorry to have a change of diet from the cold salt pork and biscuit on which we have fared all the time we've been gardening." "How could I cook anything else, when you wanted me here ?" replied Eric indignantly, handing the last piece of potato to put in the sole remaining drill.