Even Jonas seemed in a fair way towards good-nature again, and that made them all more cheerful.
During the fog-storm he had been crabbed enough; and Joe said if he saw a boy come within five yards of the cook-tent he would growl like a bear.
He was improving now, and when one of the boys suggested doughnuts for a variety, Jonas announced that the next job he "tackled" should be to fry doughnuts.[#]
[#] Small, roundish cakes.
"Twisted fellows, Jonas," suggested Joe.
"Yes, twisted."
"And will you give us one while they are hot?"
"Ye-es; go 'long with you, every one of ye."
CHAPTER VII.
THE WRECK.