Wade was at his coffee-pot before that, however.
Two heaping table-spoonfuls of the ground coffee were first poured into one of the tin cups, which were all the "table crockery" in that camp, and just covered with cold water.
That had been done before the bacon was put on, and now the coffee-pot full of water was sitting on a bed of coals and beginning to steam.
"She's boiling," shouted Sid.
In went the contents of the tin cup, and on went the cover.
"Let her boil awhile."
"The hard-tack's a-swelling."
"The fish must be done, too. Now for settling."
The cover of the coffee-pot was lifted, and half a cupful of cold water was suddenly dashed in, and then the pot was lifted from the coals to the grass.
"Let her stand a bit. Now for the fish. Have your tin plate ready."