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chipmunk could he i)roniisc(l, so the second day we continued 

 our journey, makinn- our second camp not far from Canyon City, 

 and near the entrance to the canyon of the Arkansas. Here it 

 was decided to spend at least two v,\- three days. The men had 

 been told before leaving- home that at this point game could be 

 had sim|)ly by hunting for it. 



Dick was delio-hted. He knew this part of the country well, 

 and each man was promised more game than he could carry to 

 camp. " But you must behave yourselves w^ell in these parts," 

 said Dick. ''Just look over there to the ri<>-ht: that biu" pile of 

 stone is the State's i)ris()n." "Oh no, sir, I've never been in 

 there myself, but I've had a friend there." All i)romised to be on 

 their best beliavior, and then commenced the great preparation 

 for the first hunt. 



1 was delighted at the prospect of spending two days here, 

 for in no })art of the state do the flowers seem more beautiful. 

 Those who have been so fortunate as to be here in late summer 

 or early fall will remember the cactus. I have seen the mountains 

 scarlet with them. The first blossoms to be seen are those of the 

 tree cactus. The Bowers ai)pear on the extreme ends of the 

 branches, and are very brilliant. The tree grows on the side of 

 the mountains from three to six feet high ; the branches are as 

 large as the body of the tree and very irregular. This specimen 

 I painted about a mile from camp. 



One of the dogs had been left in camp as a protection to the 

 remaining part)', and this faithful animal had insisted upon 



