The Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Volume 65, July 1961 - April, 1962 Page: 384
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Carey shot holes in the roof after we went to bed trying to scare
away a rat, but there are no signs that there are any holes in the rat.34
By the way, speaking of sundials, the sun was late Sunday morn-
ing. Got up late like some other folks. At 9 A.M. it wasn't much past
the 8 o'clock mark.
There must have been a day in here, according to my collection
dates, but I cannot remember what happened.
Carey, I believe, had troubles with his math. I advise him to go
out on the hillside and break rocks. It is a good way to relieve one's
I collected on the hillside back of the house-scared up a rabbit.
After supper we went to hunt the rabbit, climbed the rock bluff and
saw a coyote stick his head up to look at us. Carey, much to his dis-
gust, could not get a shot at him.
I started up the canyon to collect, but, managing to shoot two
rabbits, had to come back with them.
It started to rain at noon and we finished frying the rabbits by
Carey holding a parasol over the fire. The parasol used to belong to
a baby carriage. We found it in the kitchen. When the storm came
up we moved into the one clean room in the house. It did not rain so
very much or hard, but ten minutes after it started, the creek rose
five feet in five minutes.
The gallery was too wet to sleep on that night, so we had to go
inside. The rats in the front room bothered me. I imagined them
eating all our provisions. We climbed the mountain back of the house
Carey started early for the ranch, carrying letters and his second
math paper. The Williamses will not sell us any more provisions so
unless we can get more from the Gillett ranch, we shall be able to
stay here only a few days longer. A ground squirrel made us a good
dinner. Carey brought him.
34To that incident, Carey added:
The adobe walls of the house were about two feet thick and had passages in
which kangaroo rats lived. The first night I slept on the floor, I heard ghostly
steps, about as far apart as a person makes. The steps came out of the wall, went
around me with clock-like regularity, and finally disappeared into the wall. Next
morning Miss Young told me how kangaroo rats hop about as far as a person steps.
Miss Young owned two pistols: a 22 Caliber six shot revolver with long barrel
(more like what is now called a frontier type gun than a target pistol) and a 25
Caliber Colt automatic. Both of us could shoot fairly well with both guns. When
Miss Young lived on West 22nd Street in Austin, she often came home from the labo-
ratory late at night and she bought this 25 Caliber gun for protection. It fitted into
the pocket of her skirt and having it made her feel more comfortable.
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