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a rude cabin, where we ate our lunch beside a fire 
and tried to dry our bedraggled garments. 
From this point some of the party continued their 
walk, looking for more unfrequented places, but 
some of us had longings the other way, and retraced 
our steps toward the sunlight and the drier winds 
we had left. We reached town footsore and be- 
draggled, and the little Japanese who cleaned and 
pressed my suit of clothes, and made them look as 
good as new for seventy-five cents, well earned his 
money. 
The walk of eight or ten miles which we took two 
weeks later with Governor Frear and his wife, up the 
new Castle trail to the mountain-top behind Tan- 
talus, had some features in common with the first 
walk, — the increasing mist and coolness as we 
entered the mountains, the dripping bushes, and the 
slippery paths, — but we got finer views, and found 
a better-kept trail. Our walk ended on the top of 
a narrow ridge of the mountain, where we ate our 
lunch in a cold, driving mist and were a bit uncom- 
fortable. I was interested in the character of the 
ridge upon which we sat. It was not more than six 
feet wide, a screen of volcanic rock worn almost to 
an edge, and separated two valleys six or seven hun- 
dred feet deep. The Governor said he could take me 
where the dividing ridge between the two valleys 
was so narrow that one could literally sit astride of 
it, so that one leg would point to one valley and the 
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