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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Got to thinking in the desert, and sort of willing things to come to pass, and mooning along, you, and the sky, and the vultures, and the hot hills, and the snakes, and the flowers eh?" "There weren't any flowers till I got to the grass-country." "Oh, cuss me, if you ain't simple for your kind! I know all about that.
From their base the grass-country rolls away in great brown undulations with a general downward slope towards the east for twenty miles, to the depression in the Plains through which the South Platte flows northward. Beyond the river the land rises again with an easy slope for several miles.
He looked at the tin of honey on the ground. "Not in the desert, but when I got to the grass-country." "How long were you in the desert?" "Close to a year." Tim's eyes opened wider. He saw that the man was speaking the truth.
"You'll want some money for your journey?" Tim asked. "I want nothing but to go away far away," was the low reply. "Well, you've lived in the desert I guess you can live in the grass-country," came the dry response, "Good-bye and good-luck, Scranton." Tim turned to go, moved on a few steps, then looked back. "Don't be afraid they'll not follow," he said. "I'll fix it for you all right."
And when you got to the grass-country, you just picked up the honey, and the flowers, and a calf, and a lamb, and a mule here and there, 'without money and without price, and walked on that it?" The other shrank before the steel in the voice, and nodded his head. "But you kept thinking in the grass-country of what you'd felt and said and done and willed, in the desert, I suppose?"
The heat of the summer had been stifling, down here in the valley; a huge plague of grasshoppers had ravaged all England; and there were times when even in the grass-country outside Derby, their chirping had become intolerable. Mr. Bassett was gone again.
"Got to thinking in the desert, and sort of willing things to come to pass, and mooning along, you and the sky and the vultures and the hot hills and the snakes and the flowers eh?" "There weren't any flowers till I got to the grass-country." "Oh, cuss me, if you ain't simple for your kind! I know all about that.
"You'll want some money for your journey?" Tim asked. "I want nothing but to go away far away," was the low reply. "Well, you've lived in the desert I guess you can live in the grass-country," came the dry response. "Good-bye-and good luck, Scranton." Tim turned to go, moved on a few steps, then looked back. "Don't be afraid they'll not follow," he said. "I'll fix it for you all right."
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