58 OUR NATIONAL PARKS 



Anyhow, they are all, head and tail, good for 

 themselves, and we need not begrudge them their 

 share of life. 



Fear nothing. No town park you have been 

 accustomed to saunter in is so free from danger 

 as the Yellowstone. It is a hard place to leave. 

 Even its names in your guidebook are attractive, 

 and should draw you far from wagon-roads, — all 

 save the early ones, derived from the infernal re- 

 gions : Hell Roaring River, Hell Broth Springs, 

 The Devil's Caldron, etc. Indeed, the whole re- 

 gion was at first called Coulter's Hell, from the 

 fiery brimstone stories told by trapper Coulter, 

 who left the Lewis and Clark expedition and 

 wandered through the park, in the year 1807, 

 with a band of Bannock Indians. The later 

 names, many of which we owe to Mr. Arnold 

 Hague of the U. S. Geological Survey, are so 

 telling and exhilarating that they set our pulses 

 dancing and make us begin to enjoy the pleas- 

 ures of excursions ere they are commenced. 

 Three River Peak, Two Ocean Pass, Continental 

 Divide, are capital geographical descriptions, sug- 

 gesting thousands of miles of rejoicing streams 

 and all that belongs to them. Big Horn Pass, 

 Bison Peak, Big Game Ridge, bring brave moun- 

 tain animals to mind. Birch Hills, Garnet Hills, 

 Amethyst Mountain, Storm Peak, Electric Peak, 

 Roaring Mountain, are bright, bracing names. 

 Wapiti, Beaver, Tern, and Swan lakes, conjure 



