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we strike down the south side of the hill. We 

 hoped to have been rewarded with some glis- 

 sading ; but, unfortunately, the snow is compara- 

 tively soft, and, after several unsuccessful at- 

 tempts, we have to give it up. 



For another hour at least the beautiful sunset 

 continues, each minute receding further west, where 

 for long the sky is lit up with a crimson hue im- 

 possible to describe in words. The Grouse rise 

 startled at our feet, calling loudly in alarm, and 

 darkness rapidly descends on the mountain ; while 

 the glow in the west becomes gradually fainter 

 and fainter, until at last night reigns supreme. 



'THROUGH THE MIST; 



