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Distances

A regiment of regulars was making a long, dusty march across the rolling prairie land of Montana last summer. It was a hot, blistering day and the men, longing for water and rest, were impatient to reach the next town.

A rancher rode past. "Say, friend," called out one of the men, "how far is it to the next town?" "Oh, a matter of two miles or so, I reckon," called back the rancher. Another long hour dragged by, and another rancher was encountered. "How far to the next town?" the men asked him eagerly. "Oh, a good two miles."

A weary half-hour longer of marching, and then a third rancher. "Hey, how far's the next town?" "Not far," was the encouraging answer. "Only about two miles." "Well," sighed an optimistic sergeant, "thank God, we're holdin' our own, anyhow!"