[A]ll our other provisions being exhausted, we had now to rely solely upon the product of the chase for our food.
In the morning two traders passed through our camp, and we were delighted to find that they had a small bag of bread, which they were taking to the Indians. They sold us twenty small loaves each about the size of a penny roll, for five pounds; and I think they got the best of the bargain, for the bread was half mildewed and scarcely eatable, and so heavy, that even the stomach of an ostrich could scarcely have compassed its digestion with impunity. Famished as we were, we preferred to give it to the dogs, who showed their good sense by turning up their noses at it; and unless the foxes rashly experimented upon it after our departure, for aught I know these expensive loaves may still be lying in a fossil state on the Patagonian pampas!
Lady Florence Dixie
Chile - Patagonia, 1879
Source: Lady Florence Dixie, Across Patagonia, Chicago: Belford, Clarke & Co., 1881