dries. Stock some scattered, brought them all together.

Apr. 3.

Up 7 A.M. Clear & bright. Snow going fast. All creeks flowing.
Fine sunny day.

Apr. 4.

Up 6 A.M. Clear & bright. Went up on divide, met 3 punchers
who said road impassable. Saw 2 trains stalled away across alkali
flat. Very boggy and moist.

Apr.5.

Up 5 A.M. Clear & bright. Start out, on Monte & Pete at
6. Animals traveled well, did not appear tired. Feed fine all
over. Plenty water everywhere.

Not much like Bud's auto stage, was it? But the very novelty of
it, the harking back to old plains days, appealed to him and sent
him forward from dull hardship to duller discomfort, and kept the
quirk at the corners of his lips and the twinkle in his eyes. Bud
liked to travel this way, though it took them all day long to
cover as much distance as he had been wont to slide behind him in
an hour. He liked it--this slow, monotonous journeying across
the lean land which Cash had traversed years ago, where the
stark, black pinnacles and rough knobs of rock might be hiding
Indians with good eyesight and a vindictive temperament. Cash
told him many things out of his past, while they poked along,