WILD LIFE ACROSS THE WORLD 



was some fine scenery on the way, which led over a 

 high mountain pass. At one turn in the road we came 

 on a small lake with swampy ground round it, the 

 home of thousands of wild fowl of many different 

 species. Unfortunately, however, I could not get near 

 enough to take any photographs of them. 



At the Grand Canyon I secured some moving 

 pictures of the famous waterfalls. There are two of 

 these cascades, the Higher and the Lower. The water 

 of the latter has a drop of some three hundred and ten 

 feet, a truly wonderful sight. 



There were a few birds at the top, and when you 

 looked down into the Grand Canyon itself you could 

 see ospreys and several other species nesting on the 

 many pinnacles of rock. 



The day following our visit to the Falls we started 

 out to cross one of the highest points in the range. 



The climb was a very stiff one. There was only one 

 road, a comparatively new one, merely wide enough 

 for a single light cart. On one side was a drop of 

 several hundred feet, almost sheer. It was a really 

 dangerous place. We had got through the worst part 

 safely, and were congratulating ourselves on the fact, 

 when we came within an ace of disaster. Two men 

 with a pack-horse were coming towards us, and instead 

 of giving way to our buggy, as is the rule of the road, 

 held on. At that moment both their horse and ours 

 espied some bears not far off, and became restive. For 



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