. To California and back;. scattering growths or dense shadowy jungles, top-ping cafions where the wagon-trail crosses and re-crosses a stream by pleasant fords and the c estedmountain-quail skulks over the ridge above oneshead. There may be had climbing to suit everytaste, touching extremes of chaotic tangle of chap-arral and crag. There are cliffs over which theclear mountain-water tumbles sheer to great depths;notches through which the distant virginal conesof the highest peaks of the mother range maybe seen in whitest ermine, huge pines dotting theirdrifts like petty clumps of weed. Underf
. To California and back;. scattering growths or dense shadowy jungles, top-ping cafions where the wagon-trail crosses and re-crosses a stream by pleasant fords and the c estedmountain-quail skulks over the ridge above oneshead. There may be had climbing to suit everytaste, touching extremes of chaotic tangle of chap-arral and crag. There are cliffs over which theclear mountain-water tumbles sheer to great depths;notches through which the distant virginal conesof the highest peaks of the mother range maybe seen in whitest ermine, huge pines dotting theirdrifts like petty clumps of weed. Underfoot, too,on the northerly slopes, is snow, just over the ridgefrom where the sun is as warm and the air as gentleas in the valley, save only the faintest sense of addedvigor and rarefaction. So near do these extremes lie,and yet so effectually separated, you may thrust intothe mouth of a snow-man a rose broken from thebush an hour or two before, and pelt him with or-anges plucked at the very mouth of the cailon. Andone who
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