Image: The top of the continent; the story of a cheerful journey through our national parks (1917) (14804753253)

Description: Identifier: topofcontinentst00yard (find matches) Title: The top of the continent; the story of a cheerful journey through our national parks Year: 1917 (1910s) Authors: Yard, Robert Sterling, 1861-1945 Subjects: National parks and reserves Publisher: New York, Chicago (etc.) C. Scribner's sons Contributing Library: The Library of Congress Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation View Book Page: Book Viewer About This Book: Catalog Entry View All Images: All Images From Book Click here to view book online to see this illustration in context in a browseable online version of this book. Text Appearing Before Image: ou.I think those little baby men are cunning. I think—Id—like—to—to—have them pat me. Uncle Waggletoe bowed his head in shame. For along while he was silent. Then he groaned: *Im afraid my time has come. I cannot under-stand these new ideas. I think next year I shall go toMount Cleveland and spend my remaining days insolitude. The next day they stood on the cliffs above LakeMargaret Wilson and watched its waters cascadetwelve hundred feet into a hidden lake below. Theycrossed magnificent Gunsight Pass, they looked downupon beautiful Saint Mary Lake, spoiled in Uncle Wag-gletoes eyes (but not in Rockys) by the picturesqueand luxurious chalets built upon its banks; and then,from the summit of Rising Wolf Mountain, theylooked over upon the wonderful beauty of Two Medi-cine Lake and out upon the broad plains where theBlackfeet Indians, once so warlike, now work theirpeaceful farms. Ill say this much for the new times, said UncleWaggletoe, that those Indians dont hunt us anymore. Text Appearing After Image: Photograph by Fred H. Kiser Going-to-the-Sun Mountain, St. Mary LakeLegend has it that a god who visited the Indians returned to Heaven from this summit 108 THE TOP OF THE CONTINENT Grandfather Crookedhorn used to tell me stories ofthe time when they dressed in furs and feathers andchased us all over these mountains. They dont comeup here much now, and, when they do, they let usalone. Near the summit of lofty Mount Stimson, UncleWaggletoe met an old friend w^hom he had not seen formany summers. * Well, if it isnt Daddy Shortbreeches! he cried,rubbing noses with a goat of venerable countenance.And who are these with you? Your grandchil-dren ? * Im showing them the world, said Daddy Short-breeches. They talked long together, Meantime Rocky leaped upon a ledge on whichwas perched a graceful young goat. *Kid, your eyes shine like the stars, he said.* What is your name ? My name is Flower-Bright, she said. Youreyes shine, too, and your young beard is whiter thanthe daisys petal. This was R Note About Images Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original work.
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