"Hooray, fellows!" he shouted. "Hot biscuit and—and honey. What do you think of that?"
"Honey? Why, Mr. Thomas, where did you get honey?" asked Walter.
"Found a bee tree on my way back, and cut it down. I think you will find there is enough of it to double you all up," grinned Lige.
"We'll take all chances," advised Ned. "But what's this! It looks like jam."
"Jam?" exclaimed Chunky, stretching his neck and eyeing the dish longingly.
"Yes; wild plum jam," answered the guide.
"Wow!" chuckled Stacy under his breath.
"Now, fall to, young gentlemen," directed the Professor. "I am free to admit that I am hungry, too. I think I shall help myself to some of that wild plum jam and biscuit, first It reminds me of old times. We sometimes had jam when I was with the German——"
"Army," added Ned.
"Yes."