Autumn Days in the Rockies. 



'Several casts in the still waters 

 failed to bring a rise." 



Our first two days were 

 passed very quietly fish- 

 ing the nearby trout pools, 

 strolling over the moun- 

 tains, gathering flowers, 

 berries and specimens and 

 getting acquainted with 

 our fellow-tourists. The 

 third morning, while eat- 

 ing breakfast, we ques- 

 tioned as to what we 

 would do for the day go 

 up the river for trout, go 

 over the mountains, visit 

 the mines, or go fishing. 

 We could not decide on a 

 route that suited all, so 

 divided up in three parties 

 for t s he day. Several of the 

 gentlemen took a lunch 

 and walked up to the 

 "Copper King" mines. 

 The ladies went for a 

 stroll over the mountain 

 west of the cottages. I 

 put in the forenoon pho- 

 tographing near home and 

 after dinner took my rod 

 and reel and went up the 

 river after trout. I fol- 

 lowed the railroad track 

 as far as the curve, then 

 scrambling down over the 

 rocks, struck the river at 

 the head of the rapids and 

 a more promising piece of 



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