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`` There are wolves , too , '' I added , suddenly . `` Yes ; there are wolves , but they do n't eat tomatoes . And , as for losing the road , all that I had to do was to follow it ; it stretches out , plain as a white ribbon on a black dress . As I said , it was noon when I reached camp . All hands had struck work and gone to dinner , so I thought I 'd wait till they got through before I sprung the subject of tomatoes on them . `` There ai n't a tree nor a shrub bigger than a soap weed within a mile of the reservoirs , and as I did n't want to set and hold the horses all the time , I unhitched 'em and tied 'em to the wagon-box ; one on each side . I knew that they would n't eat the tomatoes , and , as there was plenty of horse feed in camp , I ` lowed to buy their dinner when I run on to some one to buy it of .