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a summer in a canyon-第4章

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and that a Mexican gentleman who owns a mammoth wood…cart will take
them up to…morrow when we go ourselves。  The procession will move at
one P。M。; wind and weather permitting; in the following order:…

'1。  Chief Noble on his gallant broncho。

'2。  Commander Strong on his ditto; ditto。

'3。  Main conveyance or triumphal chariot; driven by Aide…de…Camp
John Howard; and carrying Dr。 and Mrs。 Winship; our most worshipful
and benignant host and hostess; Master Dick Winship; the heir…
apparent; three other young persons not worth mentioning; and four
cans of best leaf lard; which I omitted to put with the other
provisions。

'4。  Wood…cart containing baggage; driven by Senor Don Manuel Felipe
Hilario Noriega from Dead Wood Gulch。

'5。  One small tan terrier。'

'Oh; Geoff; Geoff; pray do stop! it's too much!' cried the girls in a
fit of laughter。

'Hurrah!' shouted Jack; tossing his hat into a tall eucalyptus…tree
in his excitement; 'Tent life for ever!'

'Good…bye; ye pomps and vanities!' chanted Bell; kissing her hand in
imaginary farewell。  'Verily the noisy city shall know us no more;
for we depart for the green forests。'

'And the city will not be as noisy WHEN you depart;' murmured Jack;
with an impudence that luckily passed unnoticed。

'If Elsie could only come too!' sighed Polly。


Wednesday morning dawned as bright and beautiful as all mornings are
wont to dawn in Southern California。  A light mist hung over the old
adobe mission church; through which; with its snow…white towers and
cold; clear…cut lines; it rose like a frozen fairy castle。  Bell
opened her sleepy eyes with the very earliest birds; and running to
the little oval window; framed with white…rose vines; looked out at
the new day just creeping up into the world。

'Oh dear and beautiful home of mine; how charming; how charming you
are!  I wonder if you are not really Paradise!' she said; dreamily;
and the marvel is that the rising sun did not stop a moment in sheer
surprise at the sight of this radiant morning vision; for the oval
window opening to the east was a pretty frame; with its outline
marked by the dewy rose…vine covered with hundreds of pure; half…
opened buds and swaying tendrils; and she stood there in it; a fair
image of the morning in her innocent white gown。  Her luminous eyes
still mirrored the shadowy visions of dreamland; mingled with dancing
lights of hope and joyful anticipation; while on her fresh cheeks;
which had not yet lost the roundness of childhood; there glowed; as
in the eastern skies; the faint pink blush of the morning。

The town is yet asleep; and in truth it is never apt to be fairly
wide awake。  The air is soft and balmy; the lovely Pacific; a
quivering; sparkling sheet of blue and grey and green flecked with
white foam; stretches far out until it is lost in the rosy sky; and
the mountains; all purple and pink and faint crimson and grey; stand
like sentinels along the shore。  The scent of the roses; violets; and
mignonette mingled with the cloying fragrance of the datura is heavy
in the still air。  The bending; willowy pepper…trees show myriad
bunches of yellow blossoms; crimson seed…berries; and fresh green
leaves; whose surface; not rain…washed for months; is as full of
colour as ever。  The palm…trees rise without a branch; tall; slender;
and graceful; from the warmly generous earth; and spread at last; as
if tired of their straightness; into beautiful crowns of fans; which
sway toward each other with every breath of air。  Innumerable
butterflies and humming…birds; in the hot; dazzling sunshine of
noonday; will be hovering over the beds of sweet purple heliotrope
and finding their way into the hearts of the passion…flowers; but as
yet not the faintest whirr of wings can be heard。  Looking eastward
or westward; you see either brown foot…hills; or; a little later on;
emerald slopes whose vines hang heavy with the half…ripened grapes。

And hark!  A silvery note strikes on the dewy stillness。  It is the
mission bell ringing for morning mass; and if you look yonder you may
see the Franciscan friars going to prayers; with their loose grey
gowns; their girdle of rope; their sandaled feet; and their jingling
rosaries; and perhaps a Spanish senorita; with her trailing dress;
and black shawl loosely thrown over her head; from out the folds of
which her two dark eyes burn like gleaming fires。  A solitary Mexican
gallops by; with gayly decorated saddle and heavily laden saddle…bags
hanging from it; perhaps he is taking home provisions to his wife and
dark…eyed babies who live up in a little dimple of the mountain side;
almost hidden from sight by the olive…trees。  And then a patient;
hardy little mustang lopes along the street; bearing on his back
three laughing boys; one behind the other; on a morning ride into
town from the mesa。

The mist had floated away from the old mission now; the sun has
climbed a little higher; and Bell has come away from the window in a
gentle mood。

'Oh; Polly; I don't see how anybody can be wicked in such a
beautiful; beautiful world。'

'Humph!' said Polly; dipping her curly head deep into the water…bowl;
and coming up looking like a little drowned kitten。  'When you want
to be hateful; you don't stop to think whether you're looking at a
cactus or a rosebush; do you?'

'Very true;' sighed Bell; quite silenced by this practical
illustration。  'Now I'll try the effect of the landscape on my temper
by dressing Dicky; while he dances about the room and plays with his
tan terrier。'

But it happened that Dicky was on his very best behaviour; and stood
as still as a signpost while being dressed。  It is true he ate a
couple of matches and tumbled down…stairs twice before breakfast; so
that after that hurried meal Bell tied him to one of the verandah
posts; that he might not commit any act vicious enough to keep them
at home。  As he had a huge pocket full of apricots he was in perfect
good…humour; not taking his confinement at all to heart; inasmuch as
it commanded a full view of the scene of action。  His amiability was
further increased; moreover; by the possession of a bright new
policeman's whistle; which was carefully tied to his button…hole by a
neat little silk cord; and which his fond parents intended that he
should blow if he chanced to fall into danger during his rambles
about the camp。  We might as well state here; however; that this
precaution proved fruitless; for he blew it at all times and seasons;
and everybody became so hardened to its melodious shriek that they
paid no attention to it whatever;history; or fable; thus again
repeating itself。

Mr。 and Mrs。 Noble had driven Margery and Phil into town from the
fruit ranch; and were waiting to see the party off。

Mrs。 Oliver was to live in the Winship house during the absence of
the family; and was aiding them to do those numberless little things
that are always found undone at the last moment。  She had given her
impetuous daughter a dozen fond embraces; smothering in each a gentle
warning; and stood now with Mrs。 Winship at the gate; watching the
three girls; who had gone on to bid Elsie good…bye。

'I hope Pauline won't give y
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