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comparatively flat and covered for a mile or more with 

 an almost pure growth of young incense cedar. Of the 

 many exquisitely beautiful heath worts that flourish in 

 the Sierra Nevada the cation exhibits a richly varied 

 assortment, and in the grottoes about the falls and among 

 the giant boulders along the river's edge the bryologist 

 doubtless would find an equally choice assortment of 

 mosses and liverworts. We had to keep going so con- 

 stantly that it was impossible to make any detailed obser- 

 vations. 



There were plenty of fresh and well-trodden deer- 

 paths. A number of herds must manage to make a pros- 

 perous living in the canon. One morning early, in a 

 dense thicket of incense cedar, the writer chanced upon 

 a deer-yard — a place where for months they had been 

 accustomed to gather and rest during the day. Two fine 

 specimens were in possession. Evidently expecting some 

 of their own kind, they tarried until they saw me emerg- 

 ing from the thicket, when they were oflf like arrows 

 from the bow. It seemed only too evident in Pate Val- 

 ley that would-be sportsmen, in spite of wardens and 

 regulations, sometimes make murderous descents on 

 them. During the night we spent in this valley, a bear, 

 attracted no doubt by the smell of bacon, paid us a 

 friendly visit. When, awakened by the breaking of 

 twigs, two of us sat up, he departed with a precipitate- 

 ness that left nothing to be desired. Undoubtedly this 

 part of the canon is a rendezvous also for bears and 

 cougars. The evidences of their presence were never 

 hard to find, although they themselves managed to keep 

 out of sight, forewarned by our necessarily somewhat 

 noisy progress through the canon. Coyotes were neither 



