"Quad's odds"; . THE GLADE AND THE LAKE. 263. Continuing on down the Valley we came upon LoversGlade, which is only a short distance to the right of theregular trail. It is one of the most romantic spots in thewhole Valley, and I sat down on a log and rested and gazed and sighed for afull hour. The legendgoes that two loverswere lost in the mount-ains, and after wander-ing around for manymonths without beingable to find their wayout, they at last reachedthis glade, where theyboth died. His skeletonis seen in the foreground,and her skeleton is seenhanging to a limb. Ifelt a great deal sadder af
"Quad's odds"; . THE GLADE AND THE LAKE. 263. Continuing on down the Valley we came upon LoversGlade, which is only a short distance to the right of theregular trail. It is one of the most romantic spots in thewhole Valley, and I sat down on a log and rested and gazed and sighed for afull hour. The legendgoes that two loverswere lost in the mount-ains, and after wander-ing around for manymonths without beingable to find their wayout, they at last reachedthis glade, where theyboth died. His skeletonis seen in the foreground,and her skeleton is seenhanging to a limb. Ifelt a great deal sadder after leaving the glade. Further down the Valley we came upon Lake Vesper,a beautiful sheet of water imprisoned between the hills,ave never yet seen a painting or photograph of it, andoften wondered how so many artists overlooked little is^nd in the center of the lake, is another relicof tne primeval ages. I at firstthought it was a barrel—a bar-rel of gin, or something, leftthere for the use of weary trav-elers, but the Professor indig
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