we have neither a-chee" (the maize) "nor koonti-katki" (the
starch-root).

It was indeed the tender leaf bud of the cabbage-palm, roasted in its
own husk, and to Réné it tasted much like roasted chestnuts.

From the shells on the beach he obtained a small quantity of salt, that
had been left in them by the evaporated water of some former high tide.
This he wanted for both his fish and his eggs. Then the two boys sat
down to their feast, and ate and laughed and chatted, and enjoyed it so
thoroughly that one of them at least thought nothing had ever tasted so
good to him before.

After breakfast, as there were no dishes to be washed, and nothing to
be packed to carry with them, they were able to resume their journey at
once. Until nearly noon they were hemmed in by the monotonous
salt-marshes; then they crossed a wide sheet of open water, and entered
the mouth of a wild, dark river that flowed into it from the west. The
rest of that day and most of the next was occupied in the ascent of
this river, which ever grew darker and narrower as they neared its
source. They worked incessantly at the paddles, and made such speed
that Has-se said they must certainly overtake his people before they
reached the land of the Alachuas.

Several times during these two days he ran the canoe ashore at places
that his keen vision noted as having been the landing-places of other
canoes. At each of these places he found the ashes and charred sticks
that denoted recent camp-fires, and each time after making such a
discovery he returned to Réné with a puzzled and thoughtful expression
on his face. His companion noticed this, and finally inquired the