noon
At night he ate the last of the turkey , and , resolutely dismissing the question of more food from his mind for the time , fell asleep again and slept well . The second dawn came , clear and cool , and the foliage and the earth dried rapidly under the bright sun . Henry 's powerful frame craved breakfast but there was none , and , from necessity , he made up his mind to do without , as long as he could . But the cravings became so strong by noon that he stole out to the blackberry briars and ate his fill of the berries . He also found some ripening wild plums and ate those , too . Fruit alone was not very staying and he also saw the risk of disclosing his trail , but he felt that he must have it . One might talk lightly of enduring hunger , but to endure it was much harder .