NEVADA'S TIMBER BELT 



needles and fallen trees; and, down in the dells, 

 on the north side of the dome, where strips of 

 aspen are imbedded in the spruces, every 

 breeze sent the ripe leaves flying, some lodging 

 in the spruce boughs, making them bloom 

 again, while the fresh snow beneath looked 

 like a fine painting. 



Around the dome and well up toward the 

 summit of the main peak, the snow-shed was 

 well marked with tracks of the mule deer and 

 the pretty stitching and embroidery of field 

 mice, squirrels, and grouse; and on the way 

 back to camp I came across a strange track, 

 somewhat like that of a small bear, but more 

 spreading at the toes. It proved to be that of a 

 wolverine. In my conversations with hunters, 

 both Indians and white men assure me that 

 there are no bears in Nevada, notwithstand- 

 ing the abundance of pine-nuts, of which they 

 are so fond, and the accessibility of these basin 

 ranges from their favorite haunts in the Sierra 

 Nevada and Wahsatch Mountains. The mule 

 deer, antelope, wild sheep, wolverine, and two 

 species of wolves are all of the larger animals 

 that I have seen or heard of in the State. 



