. Rod, gun, and palette in the high Rockies : being a record of an artist's impressions in the land of the red gods . a reciprocal pleasure and somethingto the tolerant amusement of those who listened to the Shake-speare fans diversion. On this bleak hillside lives this man, face to face each daywith the stern necessity of merely living, on ground so high thatlittle save prairie hay may be raised during a growing seasona little over eight weekslong; hardened with toil andexposure to weather whosegrim bitterness in wintercan be but faintly imaginedby the city dweller in aheated flat; remote fro


. Rod, gun, and palette in the high Rockies : being a record of an artist's impressions in the land of the red gods . a reciprocal pleasure and somethingto the tolerant amusement of those who listened to the Shake-speare fans diversion. On this bleak hillside lives this man, face to face each daywith the stern necessity of merely living, on ground so high thatlittle save prairie hay may be raised during a growing seasona little over eight weekslong; hardened with toil andexposure to weather whosegrim bitterness in wintercan be but faintly imaginedby the city dweller in aheated flat; remote from anytown—his nearest railwaypoint thirteen miles away—and a train there duringseven months of the yearonly; his neighbors, a mileon either side, too engrossed,as himself, with the dailywork of living to have timeor inclination for the cultiva-tion of a kindred this mental and physicalisolation, amid the hardships and unending daily toil of Snowshoe Johnson the pioneer ranchman, he has found opportunity to make himself a scholar of the greatdramatist, whose direct and familiar acquaintance with and. Page 99 100 Rod, Gun, and Palette in the High Rockies appreciation of his finenesses might shame many a professorof literature. Fred, detailed by the colonel, was away early into thehills through which we came yesterday, to aid in the searchfor the missing man. Jay and \\ ilhum followed, intent onboth man and elk hunting, as also Art and Counter stilllater. This was a gloriously clear day. warm at mid-day. the hill-side clay under the sun and melting .snow, which at this Iowalevd was not more than three inches deep, developing a qualityof slip and slide of the nth degree of lubricity. Though he wouldrather have been without doors the artist bound himself to hisconceived duty, that of record of the sunset spl<ndor. quietlyglowing in gold over a violet snow plain, observed the eveningbefore. The evening of this day was no less splendid, and the playof rose lighl on the


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