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Updated: June 15, 2025
Na-che, take hold of this stretcher, there, on the other side with the Judge and Jonas. Finished short of grub, didn't you! Let's bring Mr. Milton right up to the cabin." The cabin consisted of but one room with an adobe fireplace at one end and bunks on two sides. There was a warm glow of fire and the smell of meat cooking.
"And now," Enoch lifted his game bag, "let's get on. My partners are going to be worried. And I'm the cook for the outfit, too." "Boss," Jonas took the game bag, "you take my mule and go on with Miss Diana and Na-che and I'll come along with the rest of the cattle." Enoch obediently mounted, Diana fell in beside him, and looked anxiously into his face.
Neither of us will undress so we can be on duty, instantly. There is plenty of stew still simmering in the pot, and cold biscuit on the table. Good night, all of you." "Na-che, she don't need to bother. I'll look out for Mr. Milton," said Jonas, suddenly rousing from his chair where he had been dozing. "You go to bed and to sleep, Jonas," ordered Diana. "Good night, Judge." "Good night, Diana!"
The way will be far easier to-morrow, Enoch, so that we can talk as we go." They were standing by the horses, waiting for Jonas and Na-che to put the dishes in one of the packs. "Diana, do you realize that you made no comment whatever on what I told you yesterday? Didn't the story of Lucy seem wonderful to you?" "I was too deeply moved to make any very sane comment," replied Diana.
"No, boss, we'll just go over the hills, like Miss Diana does. For the Lord's sake, who'd want to go back to " "Jonas," interrupted Diana. "If you and Na-che will put together a lunch for us, the Judge and I will get started." "I didn't quite get your name, sir," said Milton to Enoch. "Just Smith," called Curly, from over his pan of gravel. "Mr. Just Smith! Judge, for short." "Oh!"
Both the wanderers were fed and put to bed and told to sleep, before they tried to tell their story. The day was warm and clear and Na-che and Jonas prepared breakfast outside, serving it on the rough table, under the cottonwoods. Enoch and Agnew, washed and shaved, were new men, though still weak, Enoch, particularly, being muscle sore and weary.
At this moment, Jonas, his eyes rolling, clothes torn and dripping, clambered round a rocky projection, just beyond where they were placing Milton. "Got 'em ashore!" he panted, "but they can't walk yet." "Anybody hurt?" asked Enoch. "Nobody but the Na-che. I gotta take the Ida out after her." "She's beyond help, Jonas," said Enoch. "Go up to the Ida and bring me the medicine chest."
"Aren't you going to wait to learn what the doctor says about Milton?" "And Diana," urged Enoch, "Jonas and I want to go up to Bright Angel with you and Na-che. Won't you wait a day longer, just till we're a little more fit?" Diana, in her worn corduroy habit, her soft hat pulled well over her great eyes, looked from Agnew to Enoch, smiled and did not reply.
Na-che led by instinct, it seemed, to Enoch, for when they were a few miles from the spring, as far as he, at least, could observe, the trail disappeared, entirely. During the morning, they walked much, for the over-hanging ledges and sudden chasms along which Na-che guided them made even the horses hesitate.
"If we tie the rope to this pointed rock, I think we can lower ourselves, don't you?" he asked. "Easily!" agreed Diana. "I'll go first." "Well, hardly! I'll go first and Na-che can bring up the rear, as usual." They knotted the rope around the rock and Enoch and Diana quickly and easily made the descent.
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