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Over the trails of Glacier National Park . n cup-At last the summit is reached, and the Faldie, with the moving-picture burden,decided to show the tenderfeet some real mountain travel, and, flouting the trail,he started down the mountain sides pell-mell for destruction. We watched himwith the idea of marking the place where he waskilled, so that we could tell his friends where tocome to look for his body, but he bounded alonglike a loosened boulder, always squarely on his feet,and beat us into camp by half an hour. That night, while we all lay stretched out ontarpaulins about the saddle pile,
Over the trails of Glacier National Park . n cup-At last the summit is reached, and the Faldie, with the moving-picture burden,decided to show the tenderfeet some real mountain travel, and, flouting the trail,he started down the mountain sides pell-mell for destruction. We watched himwith the idea of marking the place where he waskilled, so that we could tell his friends where tocome to look for his body, but he bounded alonglike a loosened boulder, always squarely on his feet,and beat us into camp by half an hour. That night, while we all lay stretched out ontarpaulins about the saddle pile, too tired to think,he offered to bet another guide two dollars hecould climb another nearby peak and get backbefore dark. His endurance was unhuman. That night it rained—a furious mountain rain—that came and went with equal all the explorers were wearily sprawled out,black clouds crept softly up the valley from theFlathead and opened their batteries without a rumbleof warning, scattering the loungers to their
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