wheat flour we took along," he remarked, "but they 

 came apart and made a mushy looking soup. I don't 

 .know how it will taste." 



I soon discovered that it was the best tasting 

 chicken soup I had ever eaten. We carried that pot 

 of soup and chicken in our canoe for a day and a 

 half, ate of it for four or five meals and were sorry 

 when the last scrap of meat and the last spoonful of 

 the gray soup were gone. 



This young man also kept on hand a constant sup- 

 ply of wild fruits. At one camp we picked enough 

 blueberries to last us several days, at other camps we 

 found choke-cherries, sandberries and high bush cran- 

 berries. Most of the blueberries we ate with sugar 

 and a little condensed milk; the other three fruits 

 were cooked into sauces and sweetened with a little 

 sugar and furnished a very desirable variety to our 

 camp fare. 



Hot soups are desirable in camp because they fur- 

 nish the body with a large amount of liquid and thus 

 prevent the excessive use of tea or coffee, especially 

 when good water is not obtainable. Hot soups also 

 bridge over the transition from home fare to camp 

 fare and help to prevent digestive troubles; and a 

 camper with stomach or bowel troubles is about as 

 happy and as enthusiastic as a camper who spends 

 his nights fighting mosquitos. Moreover, with some 

 planning, it takes but little work and trouble to keep 

 on hand a supply whcich only needs to be heated to 

 be ready for use. And it should not be forgotten that 

 in the hands of a fairly skillful camp cook, the soup 



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