2 A Hunting Trip 



A part of the journey, driving through the 

 Marble Canyon on a road kept up by the 

 Government which wound through a narrow 

 defile of the mountain, with perpendicular 

 sides of limestone appearance, was delightful. 



Reflections. 



In this canyon, nestled among the trees, was 

 a beautiful lake some four miles long, the 

 water as blue as indigo as though Mother 

 Nature was ready for wash-day and had 

 rolled her bluing-ball into the lake from the 

 mountain-top. 



