and hope; and we felt that God had been so kind to us that it would be
a great sin to wish for what it did not please Him to grant us.

My wife did all she could to cheer us, and it was no strange thing for
us to find that while we were out in the rain with the live stock, she
had made some new dish, which we would scent as soon as we put our
heads in at the door. One night it was a thrush pie, the next a roast
fowl, or some wild duck soup; and once in a while she would give us a
grand feast, and bring out some of all the good things we had in store.

In the course of our stay in doors we made up our minds that we would
not spend the next time of storm and rain, when it should come round,
in the same place. The Nest would serve us well in that time of year
when it was fine and dry, but we should have to look out for some spot
where we could build a house that would keep us from the rain the next
time the storms came.

Fritz thought that we might find a cave, or cut one out of the rocks by
the sea shore. I told him that this would be a good plan, but would
take a long while to do. By this time the boys were all well used to
hard work, and they thought they would much like to try their skill at
some new kind of work.

"Well," said I, "we will go to the rocks round Tent House the first
fine day that comes, and try to find some place that will serve to keep
us from the next year's storms."


CHAPTER XI.