We were now camped in a little val- 

 ley whose creek bubbled pleasantly 

 under the ice. Having cleared away 

 three feet of snow for our tents, we de- 

 cided to rest a day or two and hunt, as 

 we were within two days' easy travel of 

 the first ranch house. 



It was cold and snowy when Nimrod 

 and I started out next morning to look 

 for mountain sheep. I followed Nim- 

 rod's horse for several miles as in a 

 trance, the white flakes falling silently 

 around me, and wondered how it would 

 be possible for any human being to 

 find his way back to camp ; but I had 

 been taught my lesson, and kept silent. 



I even tried to make mental notes ot 

 various rocks and trees we passed, but 

 it was hopeless. They all looked alike 

 to me. In a city, no matter how big or 

 how strange, I can find home unerring- 



