We assured them it would take two or more camps before we could get there, and if Mrs.Bennett did not soon recover, even more than that.

Our camp here was under a great live oak, the ground deep covered with dry leaves, and near by a beautiful meadow where our cattle and mule ate, drank and rested, the oxen chewing their cud with such an air of comfort as had not come to them since leaving their far-off eastern pastures.

They seemed as much pleased as any one.

They would lie down and rest and eat at the same time in perfectly enjoyable laziness.
Here we all rested and washed such clothes as we could do without long enough to dry, and washed our faces and hands over and over again to remove the dirt which had been burned and sweated in so completely as not to come off readily.

We sat on the bank of the brook with our feet dangling in the water, a most refreshing bath, and they too began to look clean again.