CHAPTER V. 



THE GREAT FOREST — CROWS— THE FIRST BIVOUAC — THE SQUIRREL 

 HUNT — OUE YOUNG GUIDE — THE CHANT IN THE DESERT. 



JE were now more than 5000 feet above the level of the 

 sea, and the coldness of the breeze quite surprised my 

 son, who, being accustomed to the climate of the 

 Terre-TempMe, had never before felt anything like the atmos- 

 phere we were now in. As if by instinct, he held his fingers in 

 his mouth, to prevent their getting numbed. But when the sun 

 had reached a certain height, there was no longer any need to 

 complain of the cold. 



As we advanced, the trees grew closer and closer together. 

 Lucien, who now for the first time saw these enormous trees, to 

 whom centuries were no more than years are to us, seemed strongly 

 impressed at the sight of their gigantic proportions. He almost 



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