conductor talking together outside； and rummaging for a lantern； and
swearing because they could not find itbut we had no interest in
whatever had happened； and it only added to our comfort to think of those
people out there at work in the murky night； and we snug in our nest with
the curtains drawn。 But presently； by the sounds； there seemed to be an
examination going on； and then the driver's voice said：
〃By George； the thoroughbrace is broke！〃
This startled me broad awakeas an undefined sense of calamity is always
apt to do。 I said to myself： 〃Now； a thoroughbrace is probably part of a
horse； and doubtless a vital part； too； from the dismay in the driver's
voice。 Leg； maybeand yet how could he break his leg waltzing along
such a road as this？ No； it can't be his leg。 That is impossible；
unless he was reaching for the driver。 Now； what can be the
thoroughbrace of a horse； I wonder？ Well； whatever comes； I shall not
air my ignorance in this crowd； anyway。〃
Just then the conductor's face appeared at a lifted curtain； and his
lantern glared in on us and our wall of mail matter。 He said：
〃Gents； you'll have to turn out a spell。 Thoroughbrace is broke。〃
We climbed out into a chill drizzle； and felt ever so homeless and
dreary。 When I found that the thing they called a 〃thoroughbrace〃 was
the massive combination of belts and springs which the coach rocks itself
in； I said to the driver：
〃I never saw a thoroughbrace used up like that； before； that I can
remember。 How did it happen？〃
〃Why； it happened by trying to make one coach carry three days' mail
that's how it happened；〃 said he。 〃And right here is the very direction
which is wrote on all the newspaper…bags which was to be put out for the
Injuns for to keep 'em quiet。 It's most uncommon lucky； becuz it's so
nation dark I should 'a' gone by unbeknowns if that air thoroughbrace
hadn't broke。〃
I knew that he was in labor with another of those winks of his； though I
could not see his face； because he was bent down at work； and wishing him
a safe delivery； I turned to and helped the rest get out the mail…sacks。
It made a great pyramid by the roadside when it was all out。 When they
had mended the thoroughbrace we filled the two boots again； but put no
mail on top； and only half as much inside as there was before。 The
conductor bent all the seat…backs down； and then filled the coach just
half full of mail…bags from end to end。 We objected loudly to this； for
it left us no seats。 But the conductor was wiser than we； and said a bed
was better than seats； and moreover； this plan would protect his
thoroughbraces。 We never wanted any seats after that。 The lazy bed was
infinitely preferable。 I had many an exciting day； subsequently； lying
on it reading the statutes and the dictionary； and wondering how the
characters would turn out。
The conductor said he would send back a guard from the next station to
take charge of the abandoned mail…bags； and we drove on。
It was now just dawn； and as we stretched our cramped legs full length on
the mail sacks； and gazed out through the windows across the wide wastes
of greensward clad in cool； powdery mist； to where there was an expectant
look in the eastern horizon； our perfect enjoyment took the form of a
tranquil and contented ecstasy。 The stage whirled along at a spanking
gait； the breeze flapping curtains and suspended coats in a most
exhilarating way； the cradle swayed and swung luxuriously； the pattering
of the horses' hoofs； the cracking of the driver's whip； and his 〃Hi…yi！
g'lang！〃 were music； the spinning ground and the waltzing trees appeared
to give us a mute hurrah as we went by； and then slack up and look after
us with interest； or envy； or something； and as we lay and smoked the
pipe of peace and compared all this luxury with the years of tiresome
city life that had gone before it； we felt that there was only one
complete and satisfying happiness in the world； and we had found it。
After breakfast； at some station whose name I have forgotten； we three
climbed up on the seat behind the driver； and let the conductor have our
bed for a nap。 And by and by； when the sun made me drowsy； I lay down on
my face on top of the coach； grasping the slender iron railing； and slept
for an hour or more。 That will give one an appreciable idea of those
matchless roads。 Instinct will make a sleeping man grip a fast hold of
the railing when the stage jolts； but when it only swings and sways； no
grip is necessary。 Overland drivers and conductors used to sit in their
places and sleep thirty or forty minutes at a time； on good roads； while
spinning along at the rate of eight or ten miles an hour。 I saw them do
it； often。 There was no danger about it； a sleeping man will seize the
irons in time when the coach jolts。 These men were hard worked； and it
was not possible for them to stay awake all the time。
By and by we passed through Marysville； and over the Big Blue and Little
Sandy； thence about a mile； and entered Nebraska。 About a mile further
on； we came to the Big Sandyone hundred and eighty miles from St。
Joseph。
As the sun was going down； we saw the first specimen of an animal known
familiarly over two thousand miles of mountain and desertfrom Kansas
clear to the Pacific Oceanas the 〃jackass rabbit。〃 He is well named。
He is just like any other rabbit； except that he is from one third to
twice as large； has longer legs in proportion to his size； and has the
most preposterous ears that ever were mounted on any creature but a
jackass。
When he is sitting quiet； thinking about his sins； or is absent…minded or
unapprehensive of danger； his majestic ears project above him
conspicuously； but the breaking of a twig will scare him nearly to death；
and then he tilts his ears back gently and starts for home。 All you can
see； then； for the next minute； is his long gray form stretched out
straight and 〃streaking it〃 through the low sage…brush； head erect； eyes
right； and ears just canted a little to the rear； but showing you where
the animal is； all the time； the same as if he carried a jib。 Now and
then he makes a marvelous spring with his long legs； high over the
stunted sage…brush； and scores a leap that would make a horse envious。
Presently he comes down to a long； graceful 〃lope；〃 and shortly he
mysteriously disappears。 He has crouched behind a sage…bush； and will
sit there and listen and tremble until you get within six feet of him；
when he will get under way again。 But one must shoot at this creature
once； if he wishes to see him throw his heart into his heels； and do the
best he knows how。 He is frightened clear through； now； and he lays his
long ears down on his back； straightens himself out like a yard…stick
every spring he makes； and scatters miles behind him with an easy
indifference that is enchanting。
Our party made this specimen 〃hump himself；〃 as the conductor said。 The
secretary started him with a shot from the Colt； I commenced spitting at
him with my weapon； and all in the same instant the old 〃Allen's〃 whole
broadside let go with a rattling crash； and it is not putting it too
strong to say that the rabbit was frantic！ He dropped his ears； set up
his tail； and left for San Francisco at a speed which can only be
described as a flash and a vanish！ Long after he was out of sight we
could hear him whiz。
I do not remember where we first came across 〃sage…brush；〃 but as I have
been speaking of it I may as well describe it。
This is easily done； for if the reader can imagine a gnarled and
venerable live oak…tree reduced to a little shrub two feet…high； with its
rough bark； its foliage； its twisted boughs； all complete； he can picture
the 〃sage…brush〃 exactly。 Often； on lazy afternoons in the mountains； I
have lain on the ground with my face under a sage…bush； and entertained
myself with fancying that the gnats among its foliage were liliputian
birds； and that the ants marching and countermarching about its base were
liliputian flocks and herds； and myself some vast loafer from Brobdignag
waiting to catch a little citizen and eat him。
It is an imposing monarch of the forest in exquisite miniature； is the
〃sage…brush。〃 Its foliage is a grayish green； and gives that tint to
desert and mountain。 It smells like our domestic sage； and 〃sage…tea〃
made from it taste like the sage…tea which all boys are so well
acquainted with。 The sage…brush is a singularly hardy plant； and grows
right in the midst of deep sand； and among barren rocks； where nothing
else in the vegetable world would try to grow； except 〃bunch…grass。〃
＇〃Bunch…grass〃 grows on the bleak mountain…sides of Nevada and
neighboring territories； and offers excellent feed for stock； even in the
dead of winter； wherever the snow is blown aside and exposes it；
notwithstanding its unpromising home； bunch…grass is a better and more
nutritious diet for cattle and horses than almost any other hay or grass
that is knownso stock…men say。＇ The sage…bushes grow from three to
six or seven feet apart； all over the mountains and deserts of the Far
West； clear to the borders of California。 There is not a tree of any
kind in the deserts； for hundreds of milesthere is no vegetation at all
in a regular desert； except the sage…brush and its cousin the
〃greasewood；〃 which is so much like the sage…brush that the difference
amounts to little。 Camp…fires and hot suppers in the deserts would be
impossible but for the friendly sage…brush。 Its trunk is as large as a
boy's wrist （and from that up to a man's arm）； and its crooked branches
are half as large as its trunkall good； sound； hard wood； very like
oak。
When a party camps； the first thing to be done is to cut sage…brush； and
in a few minutes there is an opulent pile of it ready for use。 A hole a
foot wide； two feet deep； and two feet long； is dug； and sage…brush
chopped up and burned in it till it is full to the brim with glowing
coals。 Then the cooking begins； and there is no smoke； and consequently
no swearing。 Such a fire will keep all night； with very little
replenishing； and it makes a very sociable camp…fire； and one around
which the most impossible reminiscenc