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However, several species — as species, of course, not 

 as individuals — convoyed us all the way from George- 

 town to the timber-line and, in some instances, beyond. 

 Let me call the roll of these faithful " steadies " : 

 Mountain hermit thrushes, gray-headed j uncos, red- 

 shafted flickers, pine siskins, western robins, Audubon's 

 and Wilson's warblers, mountain bluebirds and white- 

 crowned sparrows. Of course, it must be borne in mind 

 that these birds were not seen evervwhere along the up- 

 ward journey, simply in their favorite habitats. The 

 deep, pine-shadowed gorges were avoided bv the warblers 

 and white-crowned sparrows, Avhilst everv open, sunlit, 

 and bushy spot or bosky glen was enlivened by a con- 

 tingent of these merry minnesingers. One little bird 

 added to our list in the gorge above Gravmont was the 

 mountain chickadee, which was found thereafter up to 

 the timber-line. 



It was sometime in the afternoon when we reached 

 Graymont, which we found to be no " mount" at all, as 

 we had expected, but a hamlet, now mostly deserted, in 

 a narrow valley in sight of several gray mountains loom- 

 ing in the distance. Straight up the valley were some 

 snow-mantled peaks, but none of them was Gray's ; 

 they did not beckon to us from the right direction. 

 From the upper part of the hamlet, looking to our left, 

 we saw a frowning, snow-clad ridge towering like an 

 angry giant in the air, and we cried simultaneously, 



