Donkey," and had been possessed to follow his example. I have elsewhere
recorded the details of that terrible trip. Even I turned pale, I fear,
and cast a nervous eye toward the table where Tish keeps her
reading-matter.

Tish is imaginative, and is always influenced by the latest book she has
read. For instance, a volume on "Nursing at the Front" almost sent her
across to France, although she cannot make a bed and never could, and
turns pale at the sight of blood; and another time a book on flying
machines sent her up into the air, mentally if not literally. I shall
never forget the time she secured some literature on the Mormon Church,
and the difficulty I had in smuggling it out under my coat.

Tish did not refute the walking-tour at once, but fell into a deep
reverie.

It is not her custom to confide her plans to us until they are fully
shaped and too far on to be interfered with, which accounts for our
nervousness.

On arriving at her apartment, however, we found a map laid out on the
table and the Rocky Mountains marked with pins. We noticed that whenever
she straightened from the table she grunted.

"What we want," Tish said, "is isolation. No people. No crowds. No
servants. If I don't get away from Hannah soon I'll murder her."

"It wouldn't hurt to see somebody now and then, Tish," Aggie objected.

"Nobody," Tish said firmly. "A good horse is companion enough." She
forgot herself and straightened completely, and she groaned.

"We might meet some desirable people, Tish," I put in firmly. "If we do,
I don't intend to run like a rabbit."

"Desirable people!" Tish scoffed. "In the Rocky Mountains! My dear
Lizzie, every desperado in the country takes refuge in the Rockies. Of
course, if you want to take up with that class--"

Aggie sneezed and looked wretched. As for me, I made up my mind then and
there that if Letitia Carberry was going to such a neighborhood, she was
not going alone. I am not much with a revolver, but mighty handy with a
pair of lungs.

Well, Tish had it all worked out. "I've found the very place," she said.
"In the first place, it's Government property. When our country puts
aside a part of itself as a public domain we should show our
appreciation. In the second place, it's wild. I'd as soon spend a
vacation in Central Park near the Zoo as in the Yellowstone. In the
third place, with an Indian reservation on one side and a national
forest on the other, it's bound to be lonely. Any