LAND OF ETERNAL SNOW 



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NANNIE AND THE AUTHOR. 



otherwise that important organ may go on a strike 

 when you are most in need of its help. 



You must climb far beyond the limits of the 

 devil's clubs whose thorny cudgels threaten you as 

 you pass and you must cross the foaming, tumbling, 

 wild waters of the mountain torrent by walking on 

 the perilous bridge formed by a fallen tree. 



Up ! Up beyond the quaking aspens, where the 

 deep blue fringed gentians, the flaming Indian 

 paint brush, and the lavender-colored asters thrive. 



Away above the dim twilight of the mysterious 

 forests of the giant trees. Above the Jack pines 

 to where the 



