Grace Harlowe's Overland Riders on the Great American Desert
race, after a long silence, during w
," was the brief repl
he says?" que
l we reach a tank, whatever that may be," answ
st of alkali. Sometimes the crust is there
re to find one?"
this one about midnight. If we get water there we will be all right. Go easy w
mma Dean. "May I have a drink of y
" admonished Grace,
eard what th
l before you have done with this
but Elfreda was wide awake and alert, filled with a wonder tha
t when Hi Lang halted and sa
rest!" was his
, and the guide, after handing his bridle-
e!" wailed Emma. "I
ve a little peace," ret
and discomforts out here I think she will really enjoy it." Grace petted the wet neck of her p
mustard-plaster suit. I am
I feel," cried Emma.
ac
s, which sally caused a laugh
Lang came up to th
nd make camp,
ater?" ques
make a blaze so we can see what we're doing. When tha
"I should like to know wher
lenty of that
ew moments the Chinaman had a little fire blazing, the guide and Hippy, in the meantime, having staked down the ponies and relieved the bu
hem, set to work to pitch the tents. Carrying canvas buc
has a habit, in this country, of suddenly
t Wingate, as Hi got down in a hole that he had
, reaching for a canvas square, which he spread o
ough the blanket, which was so placed that
d Hippy. "How did you kn
didn't mean it would be here this time. These desert underground streams
inally filled and
ey're too warm to drink their fill. When you come back bring
y the time he returned to the water hole Hi had two more bucketfuls ready for him. In this way all the ponies and the burros were supplied with
nd water here in th
if we
to get used to thirst out here. You will see
mused Hippy
oice, meaning that supper was ready, as the two
thing. I shall have to readjust myself so as to know how to live on fou
ould," tease
ding out clearly defined in the light and appearing very small. Just beyond them the "crunch, crunch" of the ponies' teeth as they tore at the sag
luncheon. Emma and Hippy were first to try the bacon, but no s
f are you feeding
trying to poison u
atter?" grinn
put in my mouth, so bitter I simp
a slice of bacon and knew insta
u eat and drink out here will taste bitter, b
e other girls, except Grace, who, though she disliked that bitter tas
off your shoes, folks. If you get out of bed in the night be certain to put your
res about this camp that you can
m some other time, unless you discov
here the worst that can happen to one is to be pinche
eagerly; and soon after that the camp settled down for the night, enveloped in deep and profound silence. A gen
hoot of an owl. But the Overlanders did not hear. They were sleeping soundly, storing up energy for