"It's chocolate candy," went on Harry. "I forgot I had it, but it's fine stuff when you're hungry. Lots of travelers use it when they can't get anything else to eat. Here, I'll divide it, and we'll imagine we're having a fine feast."
He was about to do this when Bert suddenly exclaimed:
"Wait a minute! I have a better plan than that if I can only find a tin can. Everybody look for one. There may have been picnickers here during the summer, and they may have left a lot of tin cans."
"But what do you want of one?" asked Nan.
"I'll tell you if I find one," said her brother. "If I told you now, and we didn't pick up one, you'd be disappointed."
But they were not to be, for a little later Harry, kicking about in the snow, turned up a rusty tin can.
"That's it!" cried Bert. "Now we'll put some snow in it, and melt it over the fire. That will give us water, and when it boils we'll be sure the can is clean. Then we'll melt more
