We had plenty of fresh meat – prairie fowl and young sage fowl first, and antelope venison afterward. We camped by little pools, generally getting fair water, and from the camps where there was plenty of wood we took enough to build the fires at those where there was none. The nights were frosty, and the days cool and pleasant, and from sunrise to sunset we were off riding or walking among the low hills and over the uplands, so that we slept well and ate well, and felt the beat of hardy life in our veins.