We put up at the house where we had been directed, a low log cabin, rough and dirty, kept by Bridget & Co.

Supper was had after dark and the light on the table was just the right one for the place, a saucer of grease, with a rag in it lighted and burning at the edge of the saucer.

It at least served to made the darkness apparent and to prevent the dirt being visible.

We had potatoes, beans and tea, and probably dirt too, if we could have seen it.

When the meal was nearly done Bridget brought in and deposited on each plate a good thick pancake as a dessert.