. Rod, gun, and palette in the high Rockies : being a record of an artist's impressions in the land of the red gods . and Arthur, in spite of theweather, go to their sempiternal game ofrhum. which they play with a business-like earnest nrvs impressive to supplies to them the place of all otherthings they might do, and very much \sorsc. for they arethegcntlcmen appar-ent lv who inventedthe game. Arthursgreat point of playappears to a casualonlooker to be inholding cards, andWilliams in freelydrawing and discard-ing with an uncannyprescience, be it said,of what he is likelyto catch. A
. Rod, gun, and palette in the high Rockies : being a record of an artist's impressions in the land of the red gods . and Arthur, in spite of theweather, go to their sempiternal game ofrhum. which they play with a business-like earnest nrvs impressive to supplies to them the place of all otherthings they might do, and very much \sorsc. for they arethegcntlcmen appar-ent lv who inventedthe game. Arthursgreat point of playappears to a casualonlooker to be inholding cards, andWilliams in freelydrawing and discard-ing with an uncannyprescience, be it said,of what he is likelyto catch. Arthurscoups take time toprepare, but they hind with the effectiveness of a twelve-inchshell from a siege gun. Last evenings mallards with boiled potatoes and soda bis-cuit, and, of course, sundry trimmings from cans and bottles, madedinner. There is a heavy Scotch mist outside. Geese and ducksare haunting the marshes, and helped out by a distant band ofcoyotes, make the night eerie with their calls. With cheerful com-pany in the messtcnt. and a warm stove in the sleeping tent, inspite of the weather, alls It goes on forever Monday the tuenlv-fint. A cloudy, chilly dawn, with a sodden feeling left over fromthe previous evenings rain, yet presented its own peculiar the lowering clouds in the east, a lovely pale lemon glowfilled the width of the Madison canyon, and made its abruptsides, seen at this distance, loom against the sky with startlingimpressiveness. From this point of illumination the golden light The Second Camp 47 diffused under a level ceiling of gray cloud that forwardly over-head broke against clear sky. Against the light low in the east,the rising sage benches retired in gray bulks of successively lightertone into the distance, with here and there on the crest of a rise,a hint of golden light from the dawn. A half seen wagon trailvanished in a roll of sage. A chill wind stirred. Isolate, stillwith the stillness of the dawn, it was beautiful in i
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