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THE MAINE WOODS. 
armful or two of fir-twigs,* arbor-vitas, spruce, or hem¬ 
lock, whichever is at hand, and makes the bed, beginning 
at either end, and laying the twigs wrong-side up, in reg¬ 
ular rows, covering the stub-ends of the last row; first, 
however, filling the hollows, if there are any, with coarser 
material. Wrangel says that his guides in Siberia first 
strewed a quantity of dry brushwood on the ground, and 
then cedar twigs on that. 
Commonly, by the time the bed is made, or within fif¬ 
teen or twenty minutes, the water boils, the pork is fried, 
and supper is ready. We eat this sitting on the ground, 
or a stump, if there is any, around a large piece of birch- 
bark for a table, each holding a dipper in one hand and 
a piece of ship-bread or fried pork in the other, frequently 
making a pass with his hand, or thrusting his head into 
the smoke, to avoid the mosquitoes. 
Next, pipes are lit by those who smoke, and veils are 
donned by those who have them, and we hastily examine 
and dry our plants, anoint our faces and hands, and go 
to bed, — and — the mosquitoes. 
Though you have nothing to do but see the country, 
there’s rarely any time to spare, hardly enough to exam¬ 
ine a plant, before the night or drowsiness is upon you. 
Such was the ordinary experience, but this evening 
we had camped earlier on account of the rain, and had 
more time. 
We found that our camp to-night was on an old, and 
now more than usually indistinct, supply-road, running 
along the river. What is called a road there shows no 
ruts or trace of wheels, for they are not used; nor, in¬ 
deed, of runners, since they are used only in the winter, 
when the snow is several feet deep. It is only an indis- 
* These twigs are called in Easle’s Dictionary, SediaJc, 
