noon
Shefford seemed full of a strange pleasure , and the hours flew by . Nack-yal still wanted to be everlastingly turning off the trail , and , moreover , now he wanted to go faster . He was eager , restless , dissatisfied . At noon the pack-train descended into a deep draw , well covered with cedar and sage . There was plenty of grass and shade , but no water . Shefford was surprised to see that every pack was removed ; however , the roll of blankets was left on Dynamite . The men made a fire and began to cook a noonday meal .