CHAPTER III 



EXPEDITION WITH PROFESSOR COPE 



TO THE BAD LANDS OF THE 



UPPER CRETACEOUS, 1876 



BOUT the first of August, 1876, Mr. 

 Isaac and I were in Omaha, awaiting the 

 arrival of Professor Cope from Phila- 

 delphia. 



We met him at the depot, and I remember his 

 watching me with astonishment as I limped along 

 the street on my crippled leg. At last, turning to 

 Isaac, whom he knew to be a horseman, he asked, 

 " Can Mr. Sternberg ride a horse ? " 



Isaac answered : " I've seen him mount a pony 

 bareback and cut out one of his mares from a herd 

 of wild horses." 



That satisfied the Professor, and when we got 

 to Montana, he gave me the worst- tempered pony 

 in the bunch. 



We were soon hurrying along over the treeless 

 plains of Nebraska, gaining in altitude every hour, 

 until we reached the highlands of the Great Divide, 

 and plunged down into Weber and Echo canyons, 



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