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On the following day, camp was fully in order and our chef, Mr. 

 Morris Rosa, arrived. He was a most welcome member of our party 

 and proved his ability to cook over a camp lire as well as over a hotel 

 range. 



Our camp comprised three tents and a cook fly, which was used for 

 a kitchen. The general layout of the camp and its location are shown 

 in figure 44. 



After seeing Mr. Peter well started on painting the background for 

 our group model, our first days we spent in exploring various parts of 

 Nisqually Glacier, its moraines, talus slopes, and the riot of vegetation 

 round about. Perhaps the most interesting of all the flowers in these 

 famous flower fields is the avalanche lily, which we frequently found 

 poking its head up through four or five inches of snow at the edge of 

 some snow field. Its beautiful, waxy, cream-colored flowers, formed 

 most delightful fields in many places. This and the dozens of other 

 species which carpeted the mountain meadows with a riot of color and 

 beauty, were always a source of delight and gave us some fine photo- 

 graphic subjects. 



There were also various wild creatures which proved most inter- 

 esting, and all were extraordinarily tame on account of the fact that 

 they were never molested, being thoroughly protected by park regula- 

 tions. There were the ptarmigans which were so tame that you could 

 almost pick them up. There was the little coney or rock rabbit and the 

 whistling marmot, both of which have their burrows among the rocks 

 and boulders of the talus slopes and moraines. These were always 

 close about our camp. Farther away were deer, black bears and, on 

 the higher, more rugged slopes, were mountain goats. While we were 

 not devoting time to zoology, these and many other mammals and birds 

 did liven up the scene in a pleasing way. 



We also visited other nearby glaciers. This sounds easy enough, 

 but is not quite so easy as it might seem and involved much heavy 

 climbing in crossing over the high ridges. 



From our camp, here on the eastern edge of the canyon, down which 

 the Nisqually Glacier wends its leisurely way, we looked out over the 

 lateral moraine, then across the vast expanse of rough, debris-covered 

 ice, cut by its myriad of lunar crevasses, then up over the whiter 

 expanse of clear ice which stretches up to the very summit of the 

 mountain where the glacier heads in a mass ,of ice which pours out over 

 the very rim of the crater itself and starts its one hundred and fifty 



