20 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



Over these the careful horses wended their way slowly 

 and very cautiously. In many places springs discharged 

 their waters into the road, thus making veritable seas 

 of mud when helped, as in our case, by copious rains. 



Our outfit consisted of two horses and a wagon, to 

 haul the supplies, and a saddle horse for my conve- 

 nience. Uncle Henry walked, along with the man who 

 was to act as cook, and a boy who was to take the 

 saddle horse back to the settlement. We were hardly 

 on our way before a rain-storm came on, at first gently, 

 but soon it became violent, being accompanied by fierce 

 gusts of wind. Our oilskin clothes were but little pro- 

 tection, as the swirling drops trickled down our backs 

 and down our legs over the boot tops. 



We cheerily jogged on, despite the rain and the con- 

 sequent discomfort, and the first day's trip ended at 

 about dark at " Brown Camp." Being the first to 

 arrive, I quickly had a fire burning in the stove, while 

 " Henry " set about getting something cooked. 



While we were doing this a middle-aged Englishman 



entered and craved shelter for his wife, Mrs. B , 



who had ridden all day astride, and was drenched 

 through and through. He said that his " cartmen " 

 cook, hostler and guides were on the way, and would 

 arrive about an hour later. 



We, of course, said " yes " to his request and so he 

 brought in a bonnie, rosy-cheeked little Englishwoman, 

 who said she had enjoyed every minute of the trip. 



