what he had caught.

When I got back to the tent, I found that Ernest had brought us news
that he had seen salt in the chinks of the rocks, and that shell fish
were not scarce.

"Well, my boy, if you are sure you saw them, I will ask you to go back
for some. We must each do some work for the good of all."

He went, and soon found the salt, left by the sea on the rocks, which
the sun had made quite dry. There was some sand with it, but my wife
did not take long to find a way to cure that. She had been to a fresh
stream with a large jug; from this I saw her pour some on the salt,
strain it through a cloth, and let it drip in a cup, so that all the
sand was left on the cloth.

When the soup was made hot we had each a taste, and all said that it
was good.

"Be not in too great haste," said my wife, "we must wait for Fritz;
but if he were here, I do not see how we are to take our soup, for we
have no plates nor spoons."

"If we had but some large nuts," said Ernest, "we might cut them in
half, and they would make good bowls."

"Quite true," said I; "but as there are none, we may as well wish for
delf bowls and real spoons at once."

"Now I have it," quoth Ernest. "Let us use the shells I saw on the