He had to ride quite into the evening, before he reached the place where he was to stop for the night.
He put up his horses, and then went into the house.

He called for some supper, for his own provisions had long since been exhausted.

After supper, he carried out something for Franco, whom he had left in the sleigh in the barn, lying upon a good warm buffalo, to watch the property.
"Franco," said he, "here is your supper." Franco jumped up when he heard Jonas's voice, and leaped out of the sleigh.

He took his supper, and Jonas, after once more feeding his horses, went out, and shut the door, leaving Franco to finish his bone by himself.
Jonas went back into the tavern, and took his seat by the fire.

There was a table before the fire, with a lamp upon it; and there were one or two books and an old newspaper lying upon another table, in the back part of the room.