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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 

 ad\anced 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 

 in(iuired the cause of my intrusion. Slipping from my horse 

 I apologized for unintentionally alarming her, and, giving her my 

 name, cjuickly explained why I was in the canyon. 



With a bright smile she a(h'anced and gave me her hand in 

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

 earnest conversation. She told me her home was in Vermont ; 

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

 into a decline, when, as a last resort, her aunt brouuht her to the 

 mountains. "Aunt will soon be here," she said. "She has eone 

 with nuv domestic up the mountain to bring home some pretty 

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

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

 front of 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 going to leave 

 it?" I incpiired. "Yes, I am (luite well and stronir now," she 

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

 me. " We have spent three summers here." 



