DARTT PASS. 
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village so christened by a Holland mining com- 
pany, Mrs. Maxwell joined the other excursionists 
at Caribou— the place where said Hollanders 
took ore from a silver mine, which they pur- 
chased for the trifling sum of three million dol- 
lars ($3,000,000) ! The location of the town, like 
the valuation of its mining property, is rather 
high ! It is so near timber-line in fact, that a 
ride of three or four miles to snow-fields is a 
common Fourth-of-July recreation. 
Starting from there early the next morning, 
our travellers soon found themselves shivering 
under the August sun amid the bleak, rocky 
wastes of Dartt Pass. This pass is one of the 
few points where it is possible for men and beasts 
to cross the vertebrae of our continent. Its ele- 
vation is 1 1,300 feet above the sea. As its trail had 
but just been located by Mrs. Maxwell’s father — 
for whom it was named— and sufficiently worked 
and marked that it could be called passable, she 
and Miss E— were the first women who ever 
panted in its rarefied atmosphere while drinking 
in the grandeur of its wild desolation. Consider- 
ing the discomfort through which this distinction 
was purchased, few of their sex will envy them 
its enjoyment. Climbing heights, whether mate- 
rial or spiritual, has been repeatedly proven to be 
difficult work. In this case it was emphasized by 
a light snow, which had fallen to the depth of 
