Over the trails of Glacier National Park . Little Chief Mountain and St. Mary Creek, Glacier National Park. days trip, and the lakeside loungers, ?who go not farther than the hotel,talk glibly of our coming so to bed. CHAPTER III Sperry Glacier Hit the floor, roars Ernie, theguide. You have been asleep but a fewmoments, yet it is broad the floor is mountain metaphorfor get up. The ice-cold water hasan electric tingling effect and thesqueaking muscles limber on the wayto the dining-room. The horses arewaiting at the door, and the SperryGlacier climb begins. The risin
Over the trails of Glacier National Park . Little Chief Mountain and St. Mary Creek, Glacier National Park. days trip, and the lakeside loungers, ?who go not farther than the hotel,talk glibly of our coming so to bed. CHAPTER III Sperry Glacier Hit the floor, roars Ernie, theguide. You have been asleep but a fewmoments, yet it is broad the floor is mountain metaphorfor get up. The ice-cold water hasan electric tingling effect and thesqueaking muscles limber on the wayto the dining-room. The horses arewaiting at the door, and the SperryGlacier climb begins. The rising sun has gilded thewestern peaks across Lake McDonald,while the lake still lies darkly are reds and greens and brownsin the effulgence of the rocks; thereare shades of orange, violet and madder, sienna and cardinal, such as are only written in the color you vainly try to find words to tell yourself about them, the guide turns intothe forest to the east. It is go up and come down, but always the up is a littlehigher than the down until Crystal Ford is reached, andthe tender
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