WILD I-LOWKRS OF COLORADO. 2$ 



built by the side of the mountain. There was quite a grove 

 around it, and suspended from two large trees I saw a ham- 

 mock ; it was lined with a robe of fur, and on the ground and 

 in easy rustic chairs were thrown fur skins of great value. As I 

 advanced a large Newfoundland dog lying near heralded my 

 approach. Suddenly springing from the hammock a young girl 

 stood before me. She did not speak, but her large blue eyes 

 incjuired the cause of my intrusion. Slipi)ing from my horse 

 I apol(\gized for unintentionally alarming her, and, giving her my 

 name, (juickly explained why I was in the canyon. 



With a bright smile she adx'anced and ga\'e me her hand in 

 welcome, and soon I .was seated in one of the rustic chairs in 

 earnest conxnn'sation. She told me her home was in Vermont ; 

 at the age of fourteen she lost her health and was rapidly going 

 into a decline, wi: :n, as a last resort, her aunt brought her to the 

 mountains. "Aunt will soon be here," she said. "She has o-one 

 \\ith our domestic up the mountain to bring home some i)retty 

 flowers we found there yesterday;" and then risino- she said: 

 "Will you come and see my garden ?" I went with her to the 

 front o{ the cottage, and there found growing carefully selected 

 wild flowers in great abundance, the asters predominating. 



"Oh," she said with a sigh, "how I shall miss these pretty 

 little things, and this mountain home." "Are you o()ino- to leave 

 it?" I incjuired. "Yes, I am (piite well and strong now," she 

 said, with the same bright smile with which she had welcomed 

 me. " We have spent three summers here." 



