Hunting at High Altitudes 



left the ranch October 31, crossed the divide by the 

 Heart Mountain Pass to Pat O'Hara Creek, 

 thence to the Yellowstone River, and so to Bill- 

 ings, Montana, which we reached the afternoon of 

 November 5. A little later the boys, who were 

 enjoying their return to civilization, were settled 

 with. An association of six months under the try- 

 ing conditions of the mountains had naturally 

 brought us close together, and genuine friendships 

 resulted. 



I took quarters at the Metropolitan, a new hotel 

 of rough boards hastily thrown together and thor- 

 oughly well ventilated. Here I had the great 

 pleasure of meeting two old friends of ante- 

 bellum days, Joel B. Glough and Adna Anderson. 

 We had been fellow civil engineers on connecting 

 railroads in Tennessee for several years, and had 

 become good friends. Adna Anderson was a fel- 

 low member of the American Society of Civil En- 

 gineers. He was at that time engineer in chief of 

 the Northern Pacific Railroad, while J. B. Glough 

 was his principal assistant engineer at the end of 

 the track. It was extremely pleasant to meet these 

 men in this out of the way part of the country. 



I spent about two weeks in and around Billings, 

 partly on business. Messrs. Anderson and Glough 

 were very kind. I made a trip with Glough to the 



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