Gradually, as he rode, his shadow lengthened before him.

It was his only companion; and yet he felt no sense of loneliness.

Miriam was in his heart, and kept it fresh and bold.

Even hunger and thirst he scarcely felt.

Who can estimate the therapeutic and hygienic effects of love?
The mustang could not share his rider's source of content, but he may have been conscious, through animal instincts whereof we know nothing, of an uplifting and encouraging spirit.