"Good," said Seth eagerly. "Take jest one swallow, and be sure yew don't make it a long one, 'cause we want it tew last."
Will did as the Yankee told him, and passed the flask along.
"I've got a big mouth," said Seth. "I could take the hull at one swaller, but that wouldn't be fair. Here, chief; take hold."
The chief shook his head.
"Oh, I forgot. Beg pardon, chief, yew are a teetotaller. It would be a darned sight better fer the Injins ef they all follered the same principle, but unfortnitly they don't. Here gal, take hold."
"No," said Madge. "Indeed, I am not thirsty. Remember that I had just been eating and drinking when you rescued me, and have not been going through the same struggle since. I can wait until to-morrow before I need any thing."
"Waal, lie down, little 'un, and try tew git a little sleep. I'd dew any thing tew save yew, little gal."
"Thank you, my good Seth. I know you would."
He scraped a pile of leaves and twigs into one corner of the work, and induced her to lie down and rest. Then he went back to the others.