Presently the driver pointed out a flock of huge birds, which Carley, on second glance, recognized as turkeys, only these were sleek and glossy, with flecks of bronze and black and white, quite different from turkeys back East.

"There must be a farm near," said Carley, gazing about.
"No, ma'am.

Them's wild turkeys," replied the driver, "an' shore the best eatin' you ever had in your life." A little while afterwards, as they were emerging from the woodland into more denuded country, he pointed out to Carley a herd of gray white-rumped animals that she took to be sheep.
"An' them's antelope," he said.

"Once this desert was overrun by antelope.

Then they nearly disappeared.