“Pushing hard by day, they fell asleep, exhausted, as soon as the evening work was done, Jaime slept in the wagon while Cord camped out in the open. However, in bad weather, if there was no other shelter, he bedded down beneath the wagon. Jaime quickly learned how to handle the mules, but even with thick buckskin gloves, the blisters came on her hands. When Cord saw her applying lard, he scolded her. "Why didn't you say something? That's not going to do any good." He rummaged around in the wagon... and brought out a bottle of foul-smelling liquid. As he smeared it on her palms, Jaime admitted it was soothing and, with wrinkled nose, asked what it was. "Skunk oil, mixed with beeswax and tobacco. It's an old Indian remedy. They use it for sores on their legs from riding too long." The mention of Indians reminded her of the strange language he had spoken the day he found her hiding in the wagon. She asked what it was. "Paiute. Shoshone. The tribes around here. I thought one of them might have sneaked in." She was impressed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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