MEN AND MANNEES IN THE KOOKY MOUNTAINS, 

 AND SPOET IN WESTEEN CATTLE LAND. 



Scenery of the North Platte Expedition after Trout My First Antelope 

 I am Lost Friendly Miners Evening in the Miners' Camp Thunder- 

 storms Antelope Shooting The Round-up Outfit In Camp with the 

 Cowboys Hunting in Bates' Hole My First Blacktail Medicine Bow 

 Range My First Wapiti Herding the Cattle A Stampede A 

 Broncho -buster Life at a Ranche Wapiti Shooting Mule -deer. 



THE Platte Eiver, on the banks of which most of the 

 ranches in Central Wyoming are situated, is already 

 too overcrowded, for their own well-being by cattle. 



The scenery, until the impression wears off, reminds 

 those who have seen these treeless plains, of the deserts 

 of South and of North Africa, although in reality 

 very different. 



Looking down upon the North Platte Eiver in 

 Wyoming from the high limestone cliffs south of the 

 Union Pacific Eailway, an apparent Sahara lies spread 

 below, faintly tinged with yellow from the sage-brush 

 and bunch-grass that grow sparsely over it, and 

 stretching away for leagues as far as the sight can 

 reach in every direction. The blue river and green 

 cottonwood trees lie stretched out like an emerald line, 

 and contrast in an extraordinary manner with the 

 plains, reminding one strangely of an oasis in the 

 desert; but the grass on the seeming deserts afford 

 food for cattle that was unsuspected until a few 

 years ago; in many places this pasturage is get- 



