"Take up Hugh," I said, "he is in a worse state than I am."  He did as I requested, but he was down again in a minute, and carrying me up, wrapped me in buffalo-robes and placed me in one of the sleighs which Uncle Donald, who was engaged in feeding Hugh from a can of broth, had brought to convey us.  Some of the broth was immediately given to me.  I could have gobbled up the whole of it, for the moment I felt the fresh air the keenness of my appetite returned.