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scarcely availed him to get clear of the corn- 

 field. 



In camp my friend was congratulating 

 himself that our good little tent kept out 

 the heavy rain, and the men were building 

 themselves an awning of boughs, over which 

 they spread the skin of the first bear, after 

 which, having appropriated Frank's bourka, 

 they stretched it over four of them, and 

 so smoking and chatting set the storm at 

 defiance. 



With our tea to-night we had an unusual 

 luxury, thanks to the foal we brought with 

 us having decamped ; for whatever mare's 

 milk may be like neat, I can vouch for it that 

 the produce of our old mare was a distinct 

 improvement to the tea, and henceforth to 

 milk her was one of our daily duties. 



When he had seen us made comfortable 

 for the night, the gallant Simon borrowed my 

 revolver and went ofi* to his lower corn-field 



