In that part of the country wild flowers run riot at the approach of winter, painting the land in broad leagues of colour, white and gold and blue, and the trees of the forest hang in red curtains overhead.

The air was so light and invigorating that they all felt its tonic properties.

Halsey seemed eased of his burden; the child began to talk, babbling wise and wonderful speeches.

Elvira was even more frivolous than was her wont, and Susannah almost forgot Halsey's dismal prophecy of martyrdom.
About the middle of October they reached the place called Haun's Mill, where a small Mormon community was settled.

Here they thought well to pause, shocked by renewed rumours of warfare.