I have gazed on many mountain 

 prospects in this and the old world, 

 but this view has awakened an en- 

 tirely new class of emotions." 

 As Bige and I descended the steep 

 slope from our lookout, we were quickly 

 buried among the evergreens, with the 

 only extended view toward the blue sky 

 and floating clouds above the tall tree 

 tops. Having in mind the experience of 

 the previous day, the compass was fre- 

 quently consulted, but travel was diffi- 

 cult and progress slow. 



An hour later we came upon a small 

 log cabin, having a roof of spruce bark, 

 no floor, but a puncheon door and one 

 window. In one corner was a crude fire- 

 place made of stones, having two lengths 

 of stove pipe which passed through the 

 window for a chimney. Opposite the 

 fireplace was a balsam bed and in another 

 corner was a pile of spruce gum. There 

 were also a frying pan, tin plate, knife 

 and fork, and on a bark shelf some food 

 stuff. We left the shack and on a path 



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