evening she followed me like a dog, even when 

 I traveled out of the trail. 



For the night she was placed in a livery-barn 

 in Ouray. Before going to bed I went out and 

 patted and talked to her for several minutes. 

 She turned to watch me go, and gave a pleasant 

 little whinny as the barn-door closed. 



Telluride and Ouray are separated by a moun- 

 tain that rises four thousand feet above their 

 altitude. By trail they are twelve miles apart; 

 by railroad, forty miles. Many people go by 

 trail from one to the other, usually riding to the 

 summit, one half the distance, where the horse 

 is set free, and walking the rest of the way. 



When Cricket and I set out from Ouray, we 

 followed the road to the Camp Bird Mine. We 

 met horses returning with empty saddles, each 

 having that morning carried a rider from Ouray 

 to the mine. Three of these horses were abreast, 

 trotting merrily, sociably along, now and then 

 giving a pleasant nip at one another. 



We stopped at the Camp Bird Mine, and 

 while in the office I overheard a telephone 

 inquiry concerning a return horse, Hesperus, 



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