. A waif of the mountains . on,the air palpitated with the fervor of the torrid who attempted to plod forward panted and per-spired, but a little way up the mountain side, the coolbreath crept downward from the regions of perpetualice and snow, through the balsamic pines and cedars,with a revivifying power that was grateful to all whofelt its life-giving embrace. The sun hovered in a sky of unclouded azure. Itshot its arrows into the gullies, ravines and gorges, butmade no impression on the frozen covering far up incloudland itself. Long pointed ravelings on the loweredge of the mantle
. A waif of the mountains . on,the air palpitated with the fervor of the torrid who attempted to plod forward panted and per-spired, but a little way up the mountain side, the coolbreath crept downward from the regions of perpetualice and snow, through the balsamic pines and cedars,with a revivifying power that was grateful to all whofelt its life-giving embrace. The sun hovered in a sky of unclouded azure. Itshot its arrows into the gullies, ravines and gorges, butmade no impression on the frozen covering far up incloudland itself. Long pointed ravelings on the loweredge of the mantle showed where some of the snow hadturned to water, which changed again to ice, when thesun dipped below the horizon. The miners were pigmies as they toiled in the sidesof the towering mountain walls, where they had toiledfor many a day. On the lip of a projecting crag, halfa mile above were three other pigmies, who neithertoiled nor spun. Viewed through a glass, it was seenthat they wore stained feathers in their black hair. THE TEACHER HAD MARKED ON THE DARK FACE OF THE ROCK WITHA SPECIES OF CHALK ALL THE LETTERS OF THE ALPHABET.—PAGE 71. THE NEW YORKPUBLIC LIBRARY A8TOK, LENOX ANDT1LUBN FOUNDATIONSB L A WAIF OF THE MOUNTAINS 69 dangling about their shoulders, with the blankets wrap-ped round their forms descending to their moccasinedfeet. They were watching in grim silence these proofsof the invasion of their homes by the children of anotherrace, and mayhap were conjuring some scheme fordriving them back into the great sea across which theyhad sailed to occupy the new land. One of the Indians was a chieftain. He had come inviolent contact with these hated creatures and he boreon his person the scars of. such meeting. All carriedbows and arrows, though others of their tribe hadlearned the use of the deadly firearms, which has playedsuch havoc with the American race. Suddenly the chief uttered an exclamation. Thendrawing an arrow from the quiver over his shoulder,he fitted it
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