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CONQUERING THE ARCTIC ICE 



the side of the mountain. Weird and grotesque it looked with 

 its frostbound waters, and, as if to make up for the stillness and 

 quiet of the surrounding scene, the wind, roaring, shrieking, 



A FROZEN WATERFALL IN KEYSTONE CANON. 



howling, forced its way through the canon, coming to a stand- 

 still against steep walls of rock, then changing its course and 

 continuing with renewed force, blowing with all its might 

 against the sides of the stage. The snow which was whirled 

 up by it flew in dense clouds through the canon, covering 

 everything with a thick white blanket, while on we went as fast 

 as our horses could take us. 



