This is not bad eating at any time; but to appetites like theirs it was a luxury indeed; and they broke their fast cleverly enough--eating nearly a pound a-piece.

They all felt quite merry and jocund.

Marengo was merry, though the claws of the cougar had scored his countenance sadly.
Jeanette, too, frisked about, kicking at the flies as she fed.

Basil had given her shanks a fresh touch of the bear's grease; and the scars which the cougar had made were likely to cicatrise speedily.

They remained all next day by that sweet spring, and enjoyed another night of undisturbed rest.