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odd pairs of ducks leisurely paddled. The distant shore still 

 invisible the gray-gold slopes of the hill to the northwest of camp, 

 rose above the retreating cloud. Above its irregularly rolling, 

 slowly changing bulk of white the Madison crests showed clear, 

 coldly blue and seeming infinitely far removed. A ray of sun- 

 light flew clear, above the morning haze on the eastern sage 

 benches, and fell upon the mountain tops. Against the far sky 

 of calm blue-green fire behind them, each peak, each projecting 

 shoulder and crag suddenly flamed in crimson fire, whose flare 

 spread and broadened, and paled under the advancing sun, till 

 with the vanishing of the matin mists, the hills were full clad 

 in their luminously blue livery of the full day. 



At breakfast Art was directed by the colonel of the camp 

 to put on his waders and do some real work. The waders, being 

 new, had to now been held by Art for the purpose of admiration, 

 as well by a wholesome fear of a rift in their continuity by possibly 

 getting them snagged. Anyway Arthur put them on, for much 

 the same reason that the artist, comfortably rolled in his blank- 

 ets, on being asked by William if he would like to have breakfast 

 with the rest of the camp, promptly declared his consuming 

 pleasure at being permitted to do so. 



This was a still clear day with no wind till the middle of 

 the afternoon. In the forenoon, a visitor came into camp on 

 a very hairy cayuse, in the person of an exceedingly ragged small 

 boy, with his second crop of teeth perceptibly erupting and who 

 betrayed much interest in the doings of the artist, to whom he 

 confided the fact that he went to school, was in the fourth book 

 and loved to figure. After watching the painter in silence for 

 some time, he ventured a query as to the ultimate disposal of 

 the product on the easel. Being informed that sometimes they 

 were sold, the youngster responded in all honesty: "I didn't 

 know people bought those things. " 



The motor was shipped on the boat this afternoon, and a 

 line trailed astern with a spoon. Two fine Salmo Clarkii, weigh- 

 ing respectively two and two and a half pounds were obtained as a 

 result and furnished supper. A cloudless sky all day and a very 

 nearly clear sky in the west at sunset, no wind, and frost in the air. 



After supper, the logs on the campfire were flaming with bril- 

 liant and unusual colors: pale violet blue and bluish green. The 



