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just sec the little feet and ankles of the burro. He looked like a 

 walking- cooking-stove, read)' to stop at any moment and cook you 

 a meal to order. 



At last we reach the picnic o-roimds. The burro with the 

 bell IS made last to a tree and the others allowed their freedom, 

 as we were assured by their master that nothing- would drive 

 them from their leader. We select a shady place, and, as all are 

 exhausted from laughter and the exertion to remain in the saddle, 

 decide to rest before takinn- lunch. 



As I slii)[)ed from my saddle I saw near me some fine 

 mallows, and while the others were resting I at once commenced 

 my work. They looked so small and delicate, growing- in the rank 

 grass, their little i)ink faces turned toward the sun, that I thought 

 of them as "little nuns from a cloister ;" when they came out the 

 sun kissed them, and they blushed i)ink. The blossom much 

 resembles a miniature hollyhock, and if I were <>oino- to <>ive it a 

 common name I would call it the wild hollvhock. It orows from 

 eight to ten inches high, and flowers from August until October. 



I found the j)arty seated at lunch. I had been informed 

 some time before that they would wait for me— just ten minutes, 

 and I knew I hatl tried their i)atience by keeping them waiting 

 at least twenty. How good the lunch did taste ! Dick made 

 the coffee, and he felt well rei)aid for his trouble when the 

 demand for the third cup was made by all. 



After lunch we did a little prospecting and found an iron 

 s[)ring. The water was cool and delicious, and pronounced as 



