But I do, my lad.

We sha'n't get any asparagus; but we can eat the palm-shoots; and as for cabbage, we sha'n't regret that as long as we can get at the hearts of the palms." "Do you think there will be any snakes ?" asked Mark.
"Sure to be." "Poisonous ?" "Very likely.

Perhaps some big ones.

They'll do to eat if we are very hungry." "Ugh!" ejaculated Mark, with a shudder.
"Well, I'm like the Yankee backwoodsman, Mark, my lad.

He didn't `hanker arter crows' after he had eaten them once.