IN THE VALLEY OF ELK RIVER 13 



the finest mountain trip they had ever had, — and they 

 have had a-many. 



They discovered and christened Josephine Falls, and 

 caught eighteen-inch trout in Fording River until con- 

 science called a halt. On the lofty clay bluffs of Ford- 

 ing River, quite near the Falls, Professor Osborn, with 

 the aid of Charlie Smith, Mack Norboe and Dog 

 Kaiser, cornered a pair of mountain goats and photo- 

 graphed them! And after that the guides took the Pro- 

 fessor up Goat Creek, and on the peak which we soon 

 made haste to christen Mount Osborn, he photographed 

 more goats. Mr. Phillips and I were among those pres- 

 ent when the Professor first met Mrs. Osborn, his son 

 and daughter on his return from the summits, and for 

 the first time told them the story of his remarkable ex- 

 perience with his camera and the goats it caught. It 

 created a profound sensation. 



The only store in Michel is a department store, of 

 astonishing size and scope. There we completed our 

 outfit, down to the smallest detail. Mr. Phillips laid in 

 a stock of provisions which fairly made me gasp at the 

 luxuriance — and weight — of the array. I was prepared 

 to fare briefly and to the point, because we were to travel 

 by pack-train; but John believes in living well, and is 

 what old-fashioned folk call " a good provider." For 

 reasons of state, I laid in a special supply of salt, twine, 

 allspice, pepper, oil, doctor's stuff and extra blankets, all 

 of which played their respective parts in due season. 



When finally we got into our hunting-clothes and hit 

 the trail, our outfit was absolutely perfect. From my 



