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anxiety about provisions, we made another meal of what 

 we had left and slept the sleep of exhaustion and con- 

 tentment under a large oak that irr all the long years of 

 its life probably never spread its boughs over such a 

 party. 



Our clothing was mostly shreds, and our shoes, in 

 not a few cases, had to be excused from further service. 

 But we had conquered the canon, hitherto traversed by 

 only a few hardy explorers, and had brought with us a 

 rich store of memories ; for our thoughts will long revert 

 to these days of climbing over rocks and earthquake 

 taluses, past beetle-browed cliffs and spray-beaten preci- 

 pices; to pictures of meadows, riotous with bloom and 

 deeply set in granite frames; to starry nights in wood- 

 lands so beautiful that the wanderer longs to linger there 

 and forget the great busy world so far away. 



INSCRIPTION FOR THE LECONTE MEMORIAL 



Dedicated July 3, 1904. 



^ere, trauelcr, pause upon tl)ine nptoarb maB, 

 (gnter and rest, anb searci) tI)B sotil t0-baB. 

 igigl) are t!)e tnotintoins tDl)ere tl)B feet vyonWs fare — 

 %tX mohoxa [tab, tl)at peace mas bless tl)ee tl)ere. 



— Harriet Monroe. 



