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SUMMER AT EHRENBERG.
The week we spent going up the Colorado in June was not as uncomfortable as the time spent on the river in August of the previous year.
Everything is relative, I discovered, and I was happy in going back to stay with the First Lieutenant of C Company, and share his fortunes awhile longer.
Patrocina recovered, as soon as she found we were to return to Ehrenberg.

I wondered how anybody could be so homesick for such a God-forsaken place.

I asked her if she had ever seen a tree, or green grass (for I could talk with her quite easily now).

She shook her mournful head.