
          6.


 What pleasant days those
 were!


 Just think, I and the old
 Doctor started one morning for
 the snow patches, and had
 quite a game of snow-balling.
 The doctor got the worst of it
 and thought we had better quit
 it, for said he, "the days of 
 our boyhood are over."


 How foolish are rich men,
 for not staying all summer on
 these mountains!


 Dear Doctor, can't you help
 driving our eastern Botanists
 to give us soon a Manual?
 How much more could be done!
 How would it multiply our
 pleasures in roaming over these
 hills and mountains!
 The railroad to Mt. Shasta will 
 soon be completed. That will
        