As they got a little dry and comfortable they remarked that even an excess of water like this was better than the desert where there was none at all, and as to their looks, there were no society people about to point their fingers at them, and when they reached a settled country they hoped to have a chance to change their clothes, and get two dresses apiece, and that these would be long enough to hide their knees which these poor tatters quite failed to do.

One remarked that she was sure she had been down in the brook a dozen times and that she did not consider cold water baths so frequently repeated were good for the health.
Young Charley Arcane had been getting better for some days.

No medicine had been given him, and it was no doubt the change of air and water that had begun to effect a cure.

Arcane had a hard time of it to keep the brush from pulling George and Melissa off of Old Crump into the water.
It was indeed one of the hardest day's work of the whole journey, but no one was low spirited, and all felt very well.

The camping place was in a deep canon, surrounded by thick brush, so that no wind came in to chill us.