"Well, girls! As long as we are fully awake, suppose we forage for
breakfast and make an early start!" said Anne.
"Can we get away, do you think, Polly?" asked Eleanor.
"Yes, it's a clear morning and it doesn't take long for the snow to
melt, once it gets started!" replied Polly.
"Have you enough ammunition to load again in case of need?" questioned
Anne.
"Yes, I always look after that! But I was wondering what we can have
for breakfast?"
"Ha! Leave that to the cook!" laughed Anne, going to the ledge and
reaching up behind a crevice in the rocky wall. She brought forth one
of the small fish spared from the night before.
"Good for you, Anne! If you could only dig up some sandwiches as
readily!" laughed Polly.
"Maybe I can do that too, if you will look after the horses and
burros!" said Anne, taking a small newspaper bundle from behind her
spruce bed.
When opened, it showed that Anne had stolen some of the oats from the
feed. This she rolled between two stones until it was crushed. Then she
told Eleanor to pick out as many of the husks as possible.
"She's going to give us Rolled Oats, as I live!" laughed Eleanor.
Polly smiled for she was surprised to find Anne could prepare a feast
in the wilderness; and soon the oatmeal was cooking beside the fish-
pan.
"How can you girls enjoy that awful stuff without sugar or cream?"
asked Barbara, plaintively.
"We're eating ours without a grumble, but I notice, you are also eating
yours and doing all the complaining!" retorted Eleanor.
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