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camera and thick clothing impeded me; but finally, by 

 dint of stretching out and wallowing at full length, and 

 so laboriously working myself along, I succeeded in get- 

 ting into the open again where the footing was more 

 solid. 



Swinging along below snow-line, across the opens 

 and through the pines and aspens, I finally reached the 

 cabin again at 5 p.m., tired and hungry. Supper cured 

 the latter feeling, and, bidding my Mormon friends good- 

 by, I was quickly on my way back to town, where I 

 arrived at 9 o'clock, and was soon snug in bed, to rise 

 next morning with an increased respect and appreciation 

 for the noble mountain I had admired for so many 

 years. 



