384 DOTTINGS ON THE ROADSIDE. [Chap. XXIII.—B. P. 
no European traveller should ever start on a journey 
without an ample supply, and he should take care of 
it as of the apple of his eye. 
A tin mug for drinking purposes, serving alike for 
tea, beer, sherry, lemonade, or even soup, if one should 
he fortunate enough to shoot anything worth stewing ; 
a tin plate, and an excellent pocket-companion in the 
shape of a knife, fork, and spoon in one case,—sold by 
Messrs. Mappins, King William Street, London—com¬ 
pose my breakfast, tea, and dinner service; and cer¬ 
tainly no one can accuse me of overloading the canoe 
in this particular. The plate has a hole in the rim, 
with a piece of string passed through it, by means of 
which it is tied up under the chowpa; the tin mug is 
hung up by its handle to the projecting end of one of 
the cane rafters, and ornaments one side; while a small 
hag containing comb, soap, and toothbrush balances it 
on the other, and now I am ready for a start. 
