Walter hastily cut two long green palmetto stems and sharpened them to points at the ends. By the time he had them ready, Charley had cut a couple of generous-sized steaks from the hunk of meat. The balance of it he wrapped up in a couple of green palmetto leaves and buried in the coals. While the steaks impaled upon the sticks were sizzling appetizingly before the fire, he wrapped up the palmetto heart in green leaves and buried it beside the roasting meat.
So hungry was Walter that he cut bits from his steak before it was fairly done and devoured them with eager appetite.
"Like it?" inquired his chum with a twinkle in his eye.
"Fine, it only needs a little salt to make it perfect," Walter declared. "I can't quite place it though. It tastes like a cross between pork and beefsteak. What is it anyway?"
"Guess."
"Pork?"
"Nit."
"Coon?"
"Nit."