Every miner has his swag,--consisting of a large blanket which is rolled up, and contains all his personal luggage.

Out of Jack Brien's swag were extracted two large square bottles of pickles.
These were straightway divided among the men, care being taken that Dick and Caldigate should have ample shares.

Then every man helped himself to beef, as much as he would, passing the dish round from one to the other.
When the meal was half finished, Mrs.Henniker brought in an enormous jorum of tea, which she served out to all the guests in tin pannikins, giving to every man a fixed and ample allowance of brown sugar, without at all consulting his taste.

Milk there was none.

In the midst of this Jack Brien came in, and with a clamour of mirth the empty pickle jars were shown him.