The captain was already astir, busily engaged in strapping the packs on the animals, while, early as it was, Chris had breakfast ready.
"I tell you what it is," declared Charley, while munching his hardtack and bacon, "we'll soon tire of this fare. We must get some fresh meat very soon."
"A wild turkey roasted over the coals would go pretty well," suggested Walter.
"Deer foah dis nigger," declared Chris, "you-alls just ought to taste de venison steaks when I dun broil 'em."
"I like bear steaks, sizzling brown," said Charley, thoughtfully.
"Oh, keep still, you gluttons," laughed the captain. "We ain't likely to get any of those things unless we stop and have a regular hunt, an' I don't like to take the time for it. Maybe we'll pick up somethin' or other on our way. But now hurry up, boys, it's time we were startin'."
After taking the precaution to cover their fire with sand, all were soon in the saddle, and with Charley in the lead, took up the trail just as the