You've been riding some, haven't you ?" "I wanted to catch you as soon as I could," she laughed, as she sprang lightly to the ground.

"And you see you gained a good start while I was getting Midnight saddled.

What a pretty spot! I must have a drink of that water this minute." "Sorry I have no cup," he said, and then he laughed with the pleasure of good comradeship as she answered: "You forget that I was born to the customs of this country." And, throwing aside her broad hat, she went down on the ground to drink from the spring, even as he had done.
As the man watched her, a sudden thought flashed into his mind--a thought so startling, so unexpected, that he was for the moment bewildered.
"Talk about the nectar of the gods!" cried Kitty with a deep breath of satisfaction, as she lifted her smiling face from the bright water to look up at him.

And then she drank again.
"And now, if you please, sir, you may bring me some of that water-cress; we'll sit over there in the shade, and who cares whether Granite Basin, the Mannings, and your fellow cow-punchers, are fifteen or fifty miles away ?" He brought a generous bunch of the water-cress, and stretched himself full length beside her, as she sat on the ground under a tall sycamore.
"Selah!" he laughed contentedly.

"We seem to lack only the book of verses, the loaf and the jug; the wilderness is here, all right, and that's a perfectly good bough up there, and, of course, you could furnish the song; I might recite 'The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck,' but, alas! we haven't even a flask and biscuit." "What a pity that you should be so near and yet so far from paradise!" she retorted quickly.