He snuffed hungrily at the empty paper, and she gave him a little more meal, while she ate some of the cold beans, and scanned the horizon anxiously.

There was nothing but sage-brush in sight ahead of her, and more hills farther on where dim outlines of trees could be seen.

If she could but get up higher where she could see farther, and perhaps reach a bench where there would be grass and some shelter.
It was only a brief rest she allowed; and then, hastily packing up her stores, and retaining some dry corn bread and a few beans in her pocket, she mounted and rode on.
The morning grew hot, and the way was long.

As the ground rose again, it was stony and overgrown with cactus.

A great desolation took possession of the girl.