FRIENDS OF CHILDHOOD
call him the house snake. They keep a little mat for him by the fire, and at night he curl up there and sit with the family, just as friendly!"
Gunner sniffed with disgust. "Well, I think that's a dirty Mexican way to keep house; so there!"
Johnny shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps," he muttered. A Mexican learns to dive below insults or soar above them, after he crosses the border.
By this time the south wall of the amphitheater cast a narrow shelf of shadow, and the party withdrew to this refuge. Ray and Johnny began to talk about the Grand Canyon and Death Valley, two places much shrouded in mystery in those days, and Thea listened intently. Mrs. Tellamantez took out her drawn-work and pinned it to her knee. Ray could talk well about the large part of the continent over which he had been knocked about, and Johnny was appreciative.
"You been all over, pretty near. Like a Spanish boy," he commented respectfully.
Ray, who had taken off his coat, whetted his pocket-knife thoughtfully on the sole of his shoe. "I began to browse around early. I had a mind to see something of this world, and I ran away from home before I was twelve. Rustled for myself ever since."
"Ran away?" Johnny looked hopeful. "What for?"
"Could n't make it go with my old man, and did n't take to farming. There were plenty of boys at home. I was n't missed."
Thea wriggled down in the hot sand and rested her chin on her arm. "Tell Johnny about the melons, Ray, please do!"
Ray's solid, sunburned cheeks grew a shade redder, and he looked reproachfully at Thea. "You 're stuck on that story, kid. You like to get the laugh on me, don't you? That was the finishing split I had with my old man, John. He had a claim along the creek, not far from Denver, and
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