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the pen of a Muir to paint or describe them adequately. 

 Mile after mile they extended on each side of the canon, 

 painted delicate yellows, pinks, and greens, towering 

 three thousand to four thousand feet above our trail, and 

 broken only by the foaming lines of delicate, cascading 

 rivulets falling to reach the Kern. 



After a delightful supper of freshly caught trout and 

 a jolly evening about our small camp-fire, we slept that 

 night on softest beds of needles beneath tall pines, and 

 greatly did we felicitate ourselves on not missing the 

 ascent of Williamson, the climax of the outing. 



An early morning tramp to Funston Meadows, our 

 mules fording the Kern, and our pedestrians crossing on 

 logs ; a long midday rest beneath the trees ; and another 

 evening walk through flower-studded glades and past 

 the towering faces of painted cliffs brilliantly beautiful; 

 then our Kern bridge, the soda spring, and home at 

 Camp Olney, welcomed vociferously by our fellow moun- 

 taineers. 



Parties homeward bound were now leaving at inter- 

 vals, and so a few more days of fishing on lake and river, 

 a few more dips in Lower Lake, a few more jolly camp- 

 fires, for some of us a few days' delightful sojourn in the 

 Giant Forest, and we departed by various routes for 

 home; there with invigorated zest to enjoy the usual 

 walks of life until the voice of Nature again summons 

 her devotees to the delights of an Alpine Outing. 



