ragged spires and granite outcrops traced with delicate shades of pink & lavender. Butter too. Beneath our feet are slabs of pure white gray marble, great blocks of greenish gelspar and Far to the west the peaks give place to a among the peaks are deep ravines the bottoms and steeply sloping sides clothed with grass, now brown & dry. Where the sheep are found. There they can graze or sit sleep with the granite boulders around them, where they can take themselves when danger threatens. Far to the west the the peaks give place to rolling uplands, patched with snow. In these grassy meadows we always found herds of game wild not there guarded by a male or two, but the larger herds were other solitary, wandering about among the roughest sections of the hills. On this morning Harry and I climbed the white trail together, at the summit we separated. we now both making for the uplands met by different routes. Harry followed up the bed of a stream while the old hunter I continued along the ridges. He evidently did not expect to find sheep in the ravines for he kept straight on mile after mile