In the undergrowth, native pudú deer scutter, lower than knee-height and wary of visitors; even shyer are the tall, elegant huemul deer, threatened almost to extinction and now only to be found high up the mountainsides.
Earp nodded, then opined, “You'd have to drill in crops more profitsome than barley to make a go of it with hired water. It just don't pay to irrigate grain and grazing land. …”
And, tho' his guts ware lank and toom, / They're twice as big's this gay big room.
The rest of us were glad to creep between blankets, with a mountain of covers on top, and a hot water can inside. What a tale to tell of balmy Florida!
