IN THE VALLEY OF ELK RIVER 23 



on its summit. Elk River flows by the western foot of 

 the ridge, and across the meadow, half a mile eastward, 

 is the already famous Sulphur Spring. 



If you don't know about the Spring, and sleep on the 

 ridge with a strange man in your tent, and the wind 

 blowing from the east, you will be horrified by the dis- 

 covery (as Charlie Smith once was) that the stranger 

 is far on the way toward decomposition. 



On our day's journey up, we saw twenty bluebirds, a 

 pigeon-hawk (Falco columbarius) and a golden eagle. 



