In the Sierra 



ing the losses he had sustained, he deter- 

 mined to move the flock at once to the 

 upper Tuolumne region, saying that the 

 bears would be sure to visit the camp every 

 night as long as we stayed, and that no 

 fire or noise we might make would avail 

 to frighten them. No clouds save a few 

 thin, lustrous touches on the eastern hori- 

 zon. Thunder heard in the distance. 



August 7. - Early this morning bade 

 good-by to the bears and blessed silver fir 

 camp, and moved slowly eastward along 

 the Mono Trail. At sundown camped for 

 the night on one of the many small flowery 

 meadows so greatly enjoyed on my excur- 

 sion to LakeTenaya. The dusty, noisy flock 

 seems outrageously foreign and out of place 

 in these nature gardens, more so than bears 

 among sheep. The harm they do goes to 

 the heart, but glorious hope lifts above all 

 the dust and din and bids me look for- 

 ward to a good time coming, when money 

 enough will be earned to enable me to go 



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