THE MOUNTAIN TRAIL 



according to their wealth at home. 

 No one cares who your father was 

 or what club you belong to. 

 Neither is judgment based on out- 

 ward appearances. The man with 

 the shiniest shoes or newest f angled 

 kind of knapsack is not the man 

 most honored on the trail. 



The trail has different standards. 

 It honors and respects and yields 

 obedience to character and the 

 capacity and willingness to do. 

 The man who does his share of the 

 work without grumbling, the man 

 who does the cooking (though he 

 be a man with eyes aslant and a 

 cue hidden under his old hat), the 

 man who contributes his talents 

 to the common good modestly and 

 cheerfully, whether his particular 

 talent be catching trout, telling 

 a good story, running the pack 

 train, frying hot cakes, or playing 

 a violin in the light of the camp- 

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