You don't know how comfortable it is to sleep out of doors; and so nice to wake in the middle of the night and see the stars shining over your head." "But isn't it very cold ?" "No--not often.

I scoop out a snug little nest in the bark and curl up in it like a dormouse, wrapped in this rug, which one of the men gave me.

Besides, every morning early I take a plunge and a swim in the stream, and that makes me warm all day." I shivered--I who feared the touch of cold water.

Yet there with all his hardships, he stood before me, the model of healthy boyhood.

Alas! I envied him.
But this trying life, which he made so light of, could not go on.