Everybody was cook and nobody was boss.

Not a cent of money among us, nor any chance to use any if we had possessed it.

We had nice, sweet, fat meat, cooked rare or well done as each one preferred, and no complaints about the waiters.

The conditions were so favorable, compared with the terrible Death Valley and its surroundings that every one remarked about it, and no one felt in the least like finding fault with the little inconveniences we were forced to put up with.

It might cure an inveterate fault-finder to take a course of training in the desert.
The next day we did not wade half as much, and after a few hours of travel we suddenly emerged from the brush into a creek bottom which was much wider, with not a tree to obstruct our way.