"I shouldn't think that bacon would be fit to eat. However, I presume you know what you are doing," said the Professor.
"It's the only way, sir," replied Parry. "We have to work with the implements that nature has provided."
"Nature must have been in a stingy mood when she made this country," laughed Ned.
"I don't agree with you," said Tad. "It is the most beautiful and interesting scene that I have ever looked upon."
Parry nodded approvingly.
"And as fickle as it is beautiful," added the guide. "The supper will be ready by the time you have the table set, boys."
In spite of the heat the lads realized all at once that their appetites had not suffered. Bacon, jelly and biscuits, which had been warmed over the ashes, seemed to them to have reached the proportions of a banquet.
Stacy helped himself to a large slice of bacon which he proceeded to munch. No sooner had he begun, however, than he made a wry face.
"What's the matter. Isn't the bacon all right?" asked the guide.
"Awful! Somebody's trying to poison me," Chunky shouted, red in the face.