comfort, Bud thankfully relinquished the task. He hated to write,
anyway, and it seemed to him that Cash ought to trust his memory
a little more than he did.

I shall skip a good many days, of course--though the diary
did not, I assure you.

First, there was the outfit. When they had outfitted at Needles
for the real trip, Cash set down the names of all living things
in this wise:

Outfit, Cassius B. Markham, Bud Moore, Daddy a bull terrier,
bay horse, Mars, Pete a sorrel, Ed a burro, Swayback a jinny,
Maude a jack, Cora another jinny, Billy a riding burro & Sways
colt & Maude colt a white mean looking little devil

Sat. Apr. 1.

Up at 7:30. Snowing and blowing 3 ft. of snow on ground.
Managed to get breakfast & returned to bed. Fed Monte & Peter our
cornmeal, poor things half frozen. Made a fire in tent at 1:30 &
cooked a meal. Much smoke, ripped hole in back of tent. Three
burros in sight weathering fairly well. No sign of let up
everything under snow & wind a gale. Making out fairly well under
adverse conditions. Worst weather we have experienced.

Apr. 2.

Up at 7 A.M. Fine & sunny snow going fast. Fixed up tent &
cleaned up generally. Alkali flat a lake, can't cross till it