Noon
He gathered again as he went whatever he knew to be good to eat in the way of berries and herbs , but he soon began to feel so weary that he could hardly drag himself along . Had he gotten out of the wilderness only to plunge into it again and be lost ? For as the day went on and he met no one , saw no cabin or the long-looked-for railroad tracks , discouragement and anxiety beset him . Noon passed again . Sometimes he thought he must stop and rest , but he was afraid if he did he could never get up again . His fatigue and hunger were far greater than in his previous experience in the wilderness , for he had never eaten heartily at the roadside cabin , knowing that food was not abundant there . So he was not in the best of trim for a long fast and great physical strain .