10/12 Th' shade it gives is th' coolest out here, for th' leaves turn with th' wind an' lets th' breeze through-they're hung on little stems." "How splendid!" she exclaimed. "Oh! Look there!" she cried, pointing ahead of them. A chaparral cock strutted from its decapitated enemy, a rattlesnake, and disappeared in the chaparral. He runs along th' sand-an' he can run, too--an' sees a snake takin' a siesta. Snip! goes his bill an' th' snake slides over th' Divide. |