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such an appetite after the long trip that he could 

 not wait and began preparing to cook. He got 

 out a lot of flour, and notwithstanding the fact that 

 he received enough advice to sour any batch of bread, 

 he succeeded in making such biscuits that he was at 

 once appointed baker for the expedition. 



The doctor not only knew how good coffee tasted, 

 but knew how to make it ; and his efforts in this line 

 supplementing those of the judge, it was but a short 

 time before the party sat down to a feast so fine that 

 all else but the luxury of dining was forgotten. 

 Everyone was hungry, and the table was soon 

 cleared. 



As they were in a sheep country, the high crags and 

 peaks pointed out by the skin-hunters were eagerly 

 scanned in the hope of seeing the longed-for game. 

 Early next morning the first hunt was taken, but it 

 resulted in nothing but experience ; and that evening 

 Dyche showed such signs of breaking down under the 

 unwonted journey and horseback travel that the doc- 

 tor insisted that he should remain in camp for at least 

 two days. Each day the judge and the doctor would 

 go out on the mountains and return in the evening 

 with no game, but with such stories of the sheep 

 which they had seen that Dyche fretted at his en- 

 forced idleness. On the evening of the second day 

 the doctor came in with a story of a band of sheep 

 which he had seen, and at dawn next morning he and 

 Dyche were off to the spot. By sunrise they were 

 on the top of a magnificent mountain, and saw the 

 orb over the peaks of the range. 



Separating from his companion, Dyche wandered 



