naturalist’s home. 
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However, with this timely assistance, a home at 
least was made sure to herself and family, and her 
untiring will and energy left less fettered. With the 
many duplicate skins which she had, unmounted, 
she resolved to begin again, and at least replace 
the specimens with which she had parted. 
@VlE place purchased for their new home was on 
the right bank of the Boulder creek, just at 
the mouth of its canon. 
Before the house, as far as the eye could reach, 
stretched the village-and-tree-dotted valley of the 
stream ; behind it rose the first abrupt elevation 
of the mountains, eleven hundred feet in height, 
its precipitous sides green and tree-crowned. 
The situation was an admirable one for a natu- 
ralist, as it was visited by animals from both the 
mountain ranges and the plains. Here, while 
varying the monotony of house-keeping (?) by 
assisting her husband in planting hundreds of 
fruit and forest trees and cultivating small fruits, 
she kept her gun at hand, and her eyes and ears 
open to the arrival of any living creature that 
could be appropriated to her enterprise. Her old 
friends, the boys, farmers and miners, remem- 
bered her still, and it was a “ bad day ” that did 
not see some specimen added to the new collec- 
tion. She was up early and late, and to say that 
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