ly the right thing for a plate cover; it is made of some metal."

"We will take it home," said Anne; "father and uncle Howe will know
what it is, don't you think so?"

But Edward was not listening, and did not answer. He was digging down
where he had found the thing, and came to a quantity of arrow heads,
evidently made of the same material as the other, but of what it was he
could not determine. Anne, with a strong stick in her hand, commenced
searching, and soon came upon what they knew to be a stone mortar, for
they had often seen them before.

Anne now began to complain of hunger, and Edward said he would give her
a treat, Indian-fashion, to celebrate their arrival into, as he
facetiously said, an Indian palace!

"But what can you give? We brought nothing with us; besides we have
been out quite as long as we ought to, and had better return
immediately."

"Oh, no; we have not. You know the camp will not move to-day, and I
intend to make a day's work of it."

"We certainly must return; they will be alarmed about us. Come, let us
go back."

"Not until we have the feast. Now keep quiet, Anne, until that is over,
and then I will return with you."

"A funny feast it will be, composed of nothing."

"A finny feast it is to be, composed of fish. Now see how I will make a
fire." And taking a flint he had found, he struck his pocket knife
blade slant-wise against it, when it emitted sparks of fire in
profusion, which, falling on a sort of dry wood, known to woodmen as
"punk wood," set it on fire, which Edward soon blew into a blaze, and
by feeding it judiciously a fire was soon crackling and consuming the
fuel he had piled on it. In the mean time he had taken the fish he had
caught, dressed and washed them at the stream, and laying them on the
live coals until one side was done, turned them on the other by the aid
of a long stick he had sharpened for the purpose, and when done he took
them up on its point, and laid them steaming on a handful of leaves he
had collected, and presented them to his sister.

Anne was sure she had never ate fish that tasted so delicious, a
conclusion an excellent appetite helped her to arrive at. Edward was
highly elated at his success, and laughed and joked over a dinner they
enjoyed with a relish an epicure might covet. There is an old proverb
about stolen waters being sweet; certainly their stolen ramble and
impromptu dinner had a charm which completely blinded them to their
duty to