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CUDDEBACKVILLE 123
iLiudon picture life. What a gentle old mother she was! healthy, so lazy, and so safe. How relieved I was — how at ease on her broad back. "Mother" ambled on the scene and "Mother" ambled off; she ate the grasses and the flowers on the canal bank ; she was not a bit concerned over having her picture taken. I have always felt the credit was wholly hers that my uncle, my sister, and I made our journey safely until the bad Indians surprised us going through the woods.
It was lots of fun being invited on these location-hunting expeditions. An automobile ride was luxury. These were the first and we were getting them for nothing. No, the picture business was not so bad after all.
Back at the Inn the Indians would be changing from leather fringes and feathered head dresses to their bathing suits. And when the location party returned, they'd have reached the green slopes of the Big Basin where, soap in hand, they would be sudsing off the brown bolamenia from legs and arms before the plunge into the cool waters of the Big Basin — a rinse and a swim "to onct."
The girls who "did" Indians had the privacy of the one bathroom for their cleaning up. So they were usually "pretty" again, lounging in the hammocks or enjoying the porch rockers; a few would be over in the spring house freshening up on healthful spring water; a few at the General Store buying picture post-cards.
And then came dinner and in ones, twos, and threes, the company strolled in — a hungry lot. Frail little Mrs. Predmore wondered would she ever get the actors fed up. It took her the week usually, she afterwards confided. When the cook would let her, she'd go into the kitchen and make