

The Nautilus. 



Vox,. XIV. SEPTEMBER, 1900. No. 5. 



THE GREAT SMOKY MOUNTAINS. 



BY JAMES II. FERRISS. 



There was a general round-up of the snails in the Smokies last 

 summer. When the roll of diggers was called at Cades Cove, Dr. 

 H. A. Pilsbry answered to his name, and so did Geo. H. Clapp, of 

 Pittsburg, Bryant Walker, of Detroit, Prof. H. A. Sargent, of Ann 

 Arbor, and I did too. Prof. A. G. Wetherby and Mrs. M. L. An- 

 drews intended to be with our party until the very last moment. 

 The year before, I made the trip as far as Mirey Ridge with Mr. 

 Clapp. With this exception it was my first excursion in company 

 with up-to-date scientists. I have made four trips to the Smoky 

 Mountains and expect to go again this year. On two occasions short 

 stops were made at Burnside, Kentucky, on the Cumberland; at 

 Oakdale, Tennessee, on the Emery ; Lookout Mountain, at Chatta- 

 nooga, and a side trip to the Little Tennessee, at Caringer post-office, 

 or Talassee Ford, and one trip was made into the Unaka range. 

 The Smoky Mountains on the north of the Little Tennessee and the 

 Unaka range on the south (not the Unakas near Roan Mountain), 

 form the boundary between Tennessee and North Carolina. 



The readers of the Nautilus, I am sure, will be pleased to know 

 something of this party. Briefly in ages, its members ran from 35 

 to 50; at least I am that high, but they are boys still, and can climb 

 more trees and wade streams worse than ever. Mr. Walker, an at- 

 torney, and Mr. Clapp, a business man, I think the handsomest 

 members of the party ; and their dispositions, their patience, their 

 interest in the comfort of others really approach the domain of the 



