SNOW PLANT. 



After our arrival in the Yosemite Valley my first inquiry 

 was : 



"Where shall I be likely to find the snow plant?" 



"On Glacier Point," answered the polite attendant. 



"I will go there; how soon can I leave?" He looked at 

 me a moment before answering: "You are obliged to start in the 

 morning. It is a day's trip, and you need three very important 

 things : A steady head, a good horse, and an experienced 

 guide." 



" I have the head, and if you will engage for me the horse 

 and guide, I will be ready to start in the morning." An English 

 friend and his wife joined me, and we left the next morning at 

 seven o'clock. Our guide was one of the best in the valley, an 

 Indian by birth. 



Our horses were regular trail horses, and were not to be 

 guided, so we gave them the rein but kept a firm hold for fear 

 of their stumbling. 



About half way up, and as we came to a wider trail, called 

 the " meeting place," I ventured to look down. Never shall I 

 forget the sight. It happened to be directly opposite the 

 Yosemite Falls. The day before I had looked at them from the 

 porch of my hotel, and thought them thousands of feet high ; 

 now I looked down upon them, and could see the river on the 

 mountain which gave them their supply. They were grand 



