It was the only course to pursue with anyone from Denson coulee.
No spear of grass was visible and the rock floor of the coulee was baked and dry.
We lost one in the river, an' the other pulled us ashore, an' then beat it up the coulee.
From the rim of the coulee, the man gazed about him, searching for a familiar landmark.
Near the mouth of the coulee he crawled through a ...