Bitterroot Valley mary, mary, quite contrary

This stranger’s customs were foreign to her and she could not comprehend why he was wandering alone. Who would his buddy if he went swimming alone? Who would watch out for him? These questions and more swirled in her mind as she stood there before him, unable to voice these concerns. She paused for a moment, searching for the right words, but the only word she could offer was a simply stated: “Why?”