Moreover, he found a large quantity of wild grapes and plums.

These were unfortunately not nearly ripe, but Dick resolved to try his hand at a new dish, so he stuffed the breast of his coat full of them.
After the pot was emptied, Dick washed it out, and put a little clean water in it.

Then he poured some flour in, and stirred it well.

While this was heating, he squeezed the sour grapes and plums into what Joe called a "mush," mixed it with a spoonful of sugar, and emptied it into the pot.

He also skimmed a quantity of the fat from the remains of the turkey soup and added that to the mess, which he stirred with earnest diligence till it boiled down into a sort of thick porridge.
"D'ye think it'll be good ?" asked Joe gravely; "I've me doubts of it." "We'll see .-- Hold the tin dish, Henri." "Take care of de fingers.