Its slayer held the body of the bird over the
fire in a similar manner, the poker having been thrust
into the abdomen. They all sat, or rather stood in a
squatting position with their faces to the fire.
"Well, now, I reckon we shall make six considerable shares
of this," drawled Cass, looking fondly at the carcass,
which was slowly but temptingly spluttering before him
at the fire. "Are you any ways particular, Green?--what
part suits your taste best, Weston--a leg or a wing? For
my part I always stick to the carcass."
"Faith, and I like both, and a slice of the breast to
boot. I'm just the fellow, now the varmints are gone,
that could eat all of them."
"Yes, but you know," returned the temporary chef de
cuisine, "it must be share and share alike--there's two
legs--two wings and the breast, and the back slit in
two--that just makes six portions, and we're six men in
all."
"Cast lots fiddlestick," said Green, "what portion do
you expect, Nutcrackers? unless it's the neck, and the
scaly part of the leg, the Injin had hold of when you so
bravely sent your bayonet through her feathers.
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