Southern California; . roots to hold them for a brief span from the disintegrat-ing powers of time. The new trail to Wilsons Peak is broad and firm,rising by slow and uniform grade out of Eatons Canjonacross the face of the mountain, back and forth throughthe chaparral, in and out among the .scrub oak of theexposed mountain side, where the fragrant mountainlilac blooms and the wren tit trills in the thicket, where. the sun beats down with unobstructed force, and theview widens beneath by slow degrees. The mules of the Mount Wilson trail are patient,long-suffering beasts, who pay less attention
Southern California; . roots to hold them for a brief span from the disintegrat-ing powers of time. The new trail to Wilsons Peak is broad and firm,rising by slow and uniform grade out of Eatons Canjonacross the face of the mountain, back and forth throughthe chaparral, in and out among the .scrub oak of theexposed mountain side, where the fragrant mountainlilac blooms and the wren tit trills in the thicket, where. the sun beats down with unobstructed force, and theview widens beneath by slow degrees. The mules of the Mount Wilson trail are patient,long-suffering beasts, who pay less attention to an ener-getic prodding than to the bite of a fly. They are quickto interpret any exclamation such as oh, or hothere, into a whoa, and sometimes come to a stand-still without even this lame pretext; but, withal, theyclimb the mountains sure-footedly and ploddingly, andone has only to keep at them with determination and astout stick to get along. It is refreshing and delightful to turn off from theexposed mountain side and dip into the cool shadow of 58
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