The whole matter was explained at once.

The snake had probably been out to see a neighbor; and getting home after I was asleep, felt a gentlemanly unwillingness to disturb me.

And, as I had taken possession of his dwelling he took part of my sleeping place, crawling under the blanket where he must have lain quietly by my side until I rolled over and disturbed him.

I can scarcely say that I slept much more that night, and even Carson admitted that it made him a little nervous." Kit Carson was not a garrulous man.

He was much more given to reflection than to talk, and he was never known to speak boastfully of any of his achievements.