Again I say Dagaeoga is right; I will enjoy the night, and let the morrow care for itself." He drew the folds of his blanket to his chin and stretched his length before the fire.

Having made up his mind to be satisfied, Tayoga would let nothing interfere with such a laudable purpose.

Soon he slept peacefully.
"You might follow him," said Willet.
"I don't think I can do it now," said Robert.

"I've a restless spirit." "Then wander about the peak, and I'll take up my old place at the edge of the slope." Robert went back to the far side, where he had stretched his rope of grape vines down to the spring, and, craving their cool, fresh taste, he ate more of the grapes.

He noticed then that they were uncommonly plentiful.