The little top-knot on the head and their symmetrical forms made them specially attractive, and Mrs.
Bennett and the children were much pleased.

The beauty of the California quail is especially striking to one who sees them for the first time.
In the morning we began to climb the hill, getting along very well indeed, for our raw-hide moccasins were now dry and hard and fitted the foot perfectly.

We did not try to make great speed, but kept steadily on, and as we were used to climbing, we reached the summit easily.

From this elevation we could get a fine view of the big grassy plain that seemed to extend as far as the eye could reach and, not far from us, the buildings and gardens of the San Fernando Mission.

If we could shut out the mountains the landscape would remind us of a great Western prairie.
We never could get over comparing this country with the desolate Death Valley, for it seemed as if such strange and striking opposites could hardly exist.
We rested here a little while and then wound our way down the hill to the level land.