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OTHER WATER BORDERS 



T is the proper destiny of every consid- 

 erable stream in the west to become an 

 irrisatino^ ditch. It would seem the streams 

 are willing. They go as far as they can, 

 or dare, toward the tillable lands in their 

 own boulder fenced gullies — but how 

 much farther in the man-made waterways. 

 It is difficult to come into intimate relations 

 with appropriated waters ; like very busy 

 people they have no time to reveal them- 

 selves. One needs to have known an irri- 

 gating ditch when it was a brook, and to 

 have lived by it, to mark the morning and 

 evening tone of its crooning, rising and 

 falling to the excess of snow water; to have 

 watched far across the valley, south to the 

 Eclipse and north to the Twisted Dyke, 



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