We never moved a muscle all night, but waked at dawn in the original positions, and got up at once, thoroughly refreshed, free from soreness, and brim full of friskiness. There is no end of the wholesome medicine in such an experience. That morning we could have whipped ten such people as we were the day before – sick ones at any rate….
Three months of camp life on Lake Tahoe ( 1861) would restore an Egyptian mummy to his pristine vigor, and give him an appetite like an alligator…
The air up here in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn’t it be? – it is the same air angels breathe…
I think that hardly any amount of fatigue can be gathered together that a man cannot sleep off in one night on the sand by its side. Not under a roof, but under the sky…
Chapter 22, Roughing It Mark Twain
