NORTHERN GAME TRAILS 299 



wind swooped down with its icy breath and sang 

 a long wild song all its own down through the 

 hungry teeth of the mountains, that chilled both 

 man and beast to the bone. To the west great 

 saw- toothed peaks thrust aloft their white jagged 

 tops where the sun danced in radiant colors on 

 their snows. To the south loomed an enormous 

 glacier with its hundreds of feet of everlasting 

 snow and ice that showed in delicate shades of 

 greens and blues. 



Toward afternoon the character of the ground 

 changed to a soft gravelly substance that made 

 the going very hard and wearisome. I led my 

 saddle horse for several miles, as he frequently 

 sank almost to his knees, while the pack horses 

 would lie down every now and again. So it was 

 with great difficulty we kept them up and going. 

 The nature of the ground was finally accounted 

 for, when we came to an extinct volcano that 

 stood out in dark contrast against the snow where 

 the wind had bared its sides, and showed a forma- 

 tion with strange colors of deep brown and ma- 

 roon. Immense rock-like boulders were strewn 

 about as if by giants' play. 



Here again we had difficulty in getting the 

 train across, the result of the earth's upheaval 

 and strange tumble of rocks. 



