The candy had been presented to me at Green River Station by some passing friends, and I had hidden it in my bag waiting for this grand occasion.

Ham was quite as much of a luxury as candy, for we had started with but three or four, and only used them on special days.

As for the canned peaches, they were the only ones we had.

The supper was a memorable one; not a grumble was heard from anybody, indeed they all praised it, and the only drawback, from my point of view, was that the scouting party did not return early enough to taste it in its prime.

The Major threatened to expel the member who had smuggled in the candy as all the men declared they would go no farther unless they could have a plate of it for desert at every meal! The next morning we were on the river early, glad to get away from the army of ants.