"Hungry!" repeated Ike, "dat ar' word don't nigh begin foh to 'spress jest how I feel."
"Cheer up, Ike; we'll find a landing-place presently, and then we'll have something hot."
"W'en a feller's as holler an' hungry as I am, he ain't so mighty partickler whedder do grub's hot or cole. De question wif him is, is dar enough to fill up all de emptiness."
"Very true, Ike——"
Sam's sentence was cut short by an exclamation from Ulna, who had risen to his feet and was pointing to a line of shore on the left, where grew a cluster of stunted bushes.
They succeeded in getting the raft to this point and made a landing without any difficulty.
Here they found a great quantity of drift-wood, and Wah Shin and Ike started a fire while Sam and Ulna, with an eye to the future, selected some stout pieces of timber with which to strengthen their raft.
"Don't you t'ink," asked Ike as he pointed to their little stock of food, "dat dar ain't no use in makin' two bites ob a cherry?"
"Why do you ask that, Ike?"
"Coz, dar ain't more'n nuff grub dar foh one right-down, honest, squar meal, an' if us was to eat it, we'd all feel a heap sight bettah."