Almost before the echo had ceased, Sterling sprang through the chaparral, his face white and his lips set.
"Stories of the Foot-hills"
Margaret Collier Graham
She avoided the camp, scrambling through the chaparral on the opposite bank, and, reaching the flume path at last, hurried on breathlessly.
"Stories of the Foot-hills"
Margaret Collier Graham
It always had an ugly bull-dog tied to the door-was itself a low, suspicious-looking structure that year by year sank lower as the grass grew taller around it, till it seemed trying to hide in the chaparral.
"First Fam'lies of the Sierras"
Joaquin Miller