Extract from “The Old Journey”

EXTRACT FROM "THE OLD JOURNEY." BY ALFRED LAMBOURNE, Author of "Our Inland Sea," etc.

"Far in the West there lies a des°rt land, where the moun- tains Lift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits."

Joyfully we burst into song. "All hail ye snow- capped mountains" — there they were at last. O what a time of gaiety followed, when the evening meal was over, and the sweet-toned clarionet assembled all in the open corral. The young men and women, and the older ones, too, danced the hours away, forgetful, in the merriment of the

time, of the fatigues that were past, and those that were to come. It was such hours as these that atoned for those which had been sad. Small need to tell how expectancy grew upon us as the number of miles ahead grew less and less. Even those who had grown apathetic and trudged silently along, or sat questionless in the wagons, began to manifest the same eager inter- est which had marked the day of our starting out.

Wake up! wake up! wake up! One who was ever brimming over with fun and frolic beat together two old tin pans, and roused all laggards and stay-a-beds. The Golden West, the Valley, was our goal! Has not the dream of the Pioneer been realized?

TOWARD THE GOLDEN WEST. From "a rough sketcbTby? Alfred Lambourne.

LARAMIE PEAK — FIRST GLIMPSE OF THE HEIGHTS. From a rough sketch by Alfred Lambourne.