Jim Came In
Yesterday In A Silent Mood, And Sat Looking Vacantly Into The
Fire.
The young men said that this mood was the usual precursor
of an "ugly fit."
Food is a great difficulty.
Of thirty milch cows only one is
left, and she does not give milk enough for us to drink. The
only meat is some pickled pork, very salt and hard, which I
cannot eat, and the hens lay less than one egg a day. Yesterday
morning I made some rolls, and made the last bread into a
bread-and-butter pudding, which we all enjoyed. To-day I found
part of a leg of beef hanging in the wagon shed, and we were
elated with the prospect of fresh meat, but on cutting into it we
found it green and uneatable. Had it not been for some tea which
was bestowed upon me at the inn at Longmount we should have had
none. In this superb air and physically active life I can eat
everything but pickled pork. We breakfast about nine, dine at
two, and have supper at seven, but our MENU never varies.
To-day I have been all alone in the park, as the men left to hunt
elk after breakfast, after bringing in wood and water. The sky
is brilliant and the light intense, or else the solitude would be
oppressive. I keep two horses in the corral so as to be able to
explore, but except Birdie, who is turned out, none of the
animals are worth much now from want of shoes, and tender feet.
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