"
"You don't want very much, do you?" laughed Fred.
"Not very much," retorted John. "This simple life appeals to me all
right."
"You certainly looked simple this morning when you disappeared in the
river."
"You mean I looked simple _before_ I disappeared," retorted John. "I don't
know what I can do to make you more careful in your use of the English
language. You certainly did not see me _after_ I disappeared."
"We certainly did," retorted Fred. "I saw your head away down the stream
though your feet weren't very far in front of the boat. You were going
like mad."
"I don't deserve any credit for that," laughed John as he extended his
stick for more bacon.
"Did you notice how many branches there are to this gulch?" inquired John
as he resumed his repast. "I've counted four or five canyons that open
into the right side of this gulch and I guess there are as many on the
other side although I can't see."
"Yes, it's all broken up," acknowledged Fred as he looked in the direction
indicated by his companion. "It's a mighty interesting place."
"That's no news," laughed John. "Where are you going?"
Fred had arisen and throwing his gun over his shoulder he had started
toward one of the canyons that opened on the opposite side of the great
gulch.
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