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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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nce they had ceased graz-ing late the previous night. Before uswas a sharp thousand-foot climb, and thenthe extraordinary difficulties we had sur-mounted with so much pains and danger.As if to add positively a story-book touchto the discouragement of the outlook, thesky clouded over, and a cold, sleety rainbegan to fall. VF WE FALL BACK By this time it was three oclock in theafternoon. We had to traverse before darkthe distance we had taken since daylightto cover. As additional full measure, theclouds, which latterly had been gatheringabout the peaks of the Kaweah Group op-posite, now swept across to envelop us.Our horses were tired because of hunger andthe hard day. We could anticipate only ableak, hard camp to which we would haveto drag wood at the end of our riatas beforewe could even get warm. Pepper and Tuxana alone were aggra-vatingly cheerful. They sniffed eagerlyinto all the crevices among the rocks,popped up bright-eyed over the tops ofbowlders, quivered with their anxiety to
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The way was very rough, but opposed no insuperable obstacles to our animals. 8 The Outing Magazine find out what all this expedition was about,anyway. It would have suited us betterif they had adapted their demeanor moreaccurately to the situation. I wish I had adogs vivid interest in mere living. Buckshot groaned and grumbled; Din-key swore, but up the ridge they had toclimb again. In the desperation of greatweariness is an apparently careless hastethat sometimes accomplishes marvels. Itcarried us over the needles of rock anddown the snow slopes without the smallestaccident. Rain began to fall, at first likemist, then more heavily in long, peltinglines. Darkness was shutting in. At this point Billy and the dogs left us.They were to run down the snow lying deepin the canon. The crust was plenty strongenough to support a human being, withsome to spare, but the horses would prob-ably have broken through. We watchedher figure dwindle as she slid and slippeddown the long white declivity.

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