m at night, we had
sufficient for breakfast the next day.

Notwithstanding the heat during the day-time, at night, owing to the
thick fog, we felt it chilly in the extreme. The trees dripped with
moisture; and it was with difficulty we could find a dry place to camp
on. Tim insisted on watching, while I slept; but as soon as I awoke, I
made him lie down, and sat up by our fire with my rifle by my side,
trying to keep my eyes open by throwing on sticks so as to maintain a
bright blaze which would keep wolves or pumas at a distance.

My faithful Caesar crouched by my side, every now and then opening his
eyes and looking about to ascertain that no foe was near. Perhaps
trusting to his vigilance, I made less strenuous efforts to keep myself
from dozing; certain it is that, after a time, I sank down on the
ground. When I awoke, the fire had almost gone out, and my blanket was
nearly wet through. I jumped to my feet, and endeavoured to make the
fire burn up again, puffing and blowing with all my might. I was
unwilling to call Tim to my assistance.

While I was thus employed, day dawned. Though the light increased, the
same heavy fog hung over the face of nature, and it was impossible to
ascertain in what direction the sun was rising. We wrung out our wet
blankets, and hung them on some sticks close to the fire to dry, while
we breakfasted off some of the game we had cooked on the previous
evening; but it was already high, and we knew that it would be useless
to carry the remainder with us, except for the sake of Caesar, who would
not object to it on that account.

"It won't do to stay here doing nothing," I observed; "we must look out
for water, and try to kill some more game for our next meal."

"Faith you're right, Mr. Maurice," said Tim. "I'm mighty thirsty as it
is; an' though there is no sun, we shall find it hot enough when we
begin to trudge on."

We accordingly rolled up our blankets, strapped on our packs, and
commenced our march for the day. Our footsteps showed us the direction
whence we had come, and we hoped that we had been directing our course
eastward. As we marched on through the midst of a wide-extending
pine-barren, eagerly looking out for water, we allayed our burning
thirst by sucking some leaves which still retained the moisture
precipitated on them during the night. Though the fog continued, the
precious drops soon dried up, and our thirst became almost intolerable.
Poor Caesar follow