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now; the game seemed to shun us and our store of 

 victuals was done. Yet no one talked of giving up or 

 going back. We set out to reach the Buffalo country, 

 and reach it we would. 



That morning we got 7 little Teal, so our lunch was 

 sure, but straight Teal without accompaniments is not 

 very satisfying; we all went very hungry. And with 

 one mind we all thought and talked about the good 

 dinners or specially fine food we once had had. Selig's 

 dream of bliss was a porterhouse steak with a glass of 

 foaming beer; Jarvis thought champagne and roast 

 turkey spelt heaven just then; I thought of my home 

 breakfasts and the Beaux-Arts at New York; but Billy 

 said he would he perfectly happy if he could have one 

 whole bannock all to himself. Preble said nothing. 



