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an irregular streak which might easily be mistaken 

 for a perpendicular band of snow, all of which 

 make a most charming scene and one which ap- 

 pears more like a picture evolved from some 

 dreamy artist's brain than a real landscape. 



COWBOY "BREEDS" 



in leather chaps ornamented with fringe and in- 

 serts or checkers of red cloth, walk awkwardly 

 about, cowboy fashion, proud of their brilliant red 

 handkerchiefs which are knotted about their 

 swarthy necks and of the beautiful buckskin cuffs 

 and hat bands incrusted with patterns of stained 

 porcupine quills. 



OLD INDIANS 



with long iron-gray hair falling on their shoulders 

 from beneath the broad brims of their drab quaker 

 hats, talk together in guttural grunts. Prone on 

 the ground, in the shade of the trading store, re- 

 cline young Indian bucks in picturesque blanket 

 leggings, blanket wraps and beaded moccasins, 

 their glossy black hair hanging in braids in front 

 of their shoulders and terminating in bunches of 

 red flannel. 



SIN-YALE-A-MIN 



is 3,900 feet above the sea; it is a beautiful and 

 romantic little lake which occupies a valley in the 

 Mission Range and this was our destination; but 



