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The man from the Panhandle looked across the desert that

palpitated with heat, and saw through the marvelous atmosphere

the smoke of the ore-mills curling upward. He was no tenderfoot,

to suppose that ten minutes' brisk walking would take him to

them. He guessed the distance at about two and a half hour's

travel.

"This is ce'tainly a hot evening. I expect we better wait till

sundown before moving," he said aloud.

Having made up his mind, it was characteristic of him that he was

asleep again in five minutes. This time she wakened before him,

to look into a wonderful sea of gold that filled the crotches of

the hills between the purple teeth. No sun was to be seen--it had

sunk behind the peaks--but the trail of its declension was marked

by that great pool of glory into which she gazed.