ice caves with which the Great Glacier 

 has seen fit to decorate its lower line, 

 wonderful rooms of ice, emerald in the 

 shadows, with glacial streams for 

 floors. 



So the next morning we started out, 

 intending a little bit to further explore 

 the vast, cold, heartless ice sheet (vaster 

 than all the Swiss glaciers together), 

 but more to hunt for the warm beat- 

 ing heart of a mountain sheep, whose 

 home is here. We had been travel- 

 ling for miles in the wildest kind of 

 earth upheavals, for the Selkirks are 

 still hard and fast in the grip of the ice 

 king; huge boulders, uprooted trees, 

 mighty mountains, released but recent- 

 ly from the glacial wet blanket, when 

 Nimrod discovered the stale track of a 

 mountain sheep. AVe followed it ea- 

 gerly till it brought us across the path 



