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Frozen, blistered and starved, they long awaited the dawn, when the 

 storm ceased and they made their way slowly downward to warmth and 

 safety. 



In other chapters of poetic beauty Muir describes the wild wool of 

 mountain sheep and relates his experiences and climbs in Utah and 

 Nevada, in southern California, and in Oregon and Washington. Every- 

 where he studied glaciers and trees, roaming amid the continuous for- 

 ests which thirty years ago surrounded Puget Sound, and reveling in 

 the luxuriant flora which clothes the lower slopes of Mt. Rainier. He 

 climbed this greatest of all our glacier-hung mountains, 14,408 feet in 

 height, with a party which bivouacked at 10,000 feet on its cheerless 

 stones. Since then the spot has been known as Camp Muir, but it was 

 neither referred to by Muir nor by those who have followed him as an 

 abode of peaceful memories ! Under ordinary conditions. Rainier may 

 test the endurance of any climber, but in wind and storm its summit 

 slopes are exceedingly dangerous. 



In 1902 John Muir visited the Grand Canon, describing it with char- 

 acteristic charm and power. No one has more nearly succeeded in pic- 

 turing its size, its architecture and sculpturing, and its marvelous col- 

 oring. One must view the cafion with his own eyes to realize its gran- 

 deur, for an adequate conception may not be conveyed by brush or pen. 

 It contains many groups of mountains of fantastic form and varied hues 

 that glow with sunrise and sunset splendors, or are veiled majestically 

 by clouds and storms. To linger in the presence of the canon inspires 

 one to nobler thoughts, to truer understanding, and to a deeper realiza- 

 tion of the beauty and the immensity of God's creation. Inevitably it 

 measures the development of the person who views it. Some are noisy, 

 but the great soul is silent. LeRoy Jeffers 



Jungle William Beebe, director of the Tropical Research Station in 

 Peace* British Guiana and curator of the ornithological section of 

 the New York Zoological Park, is more than a naturalist. He 

 knows how to set forth the results of tropical research in a fascinating 

 manner. It would be hard to find a book that reveals the life of the 

 tropics in a more interesting way. Here, in a chapter on "The Hoat- 

 zins at Home," we have the best description in English Hterature of 

 that curious bird which still preserves, in the clawed wings of its young, 

 the evidence of its reptilian ancestry. Even the inherited association 

 with the water, from which the original bird-reptile emerged, is not 

 wanting. A thrilling episode in another chapter is the noosing of a 

 bushmaster eight feet long for the New York Zoological Park. This is 

 one of the most dreaded serpents of the tropics, and the capture of this 

 monster was a real adventure. "The snake lashed and curled and 

 whipped up a whirlpool of debris, while one of us held grimly on to the 



* Jungle Peace. By William Beebe. Illustrated from photographs. Henry- 

 Holt & Company, New York. 1918. Pages, 297. Price, $1.75 net. 



