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Title: The top of the continent; the story of a cheerful journey through our national parks
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Yard, Robert Sterling, 1861-1945
Subjects: National parks and reserves
Publisher: New York, Chicago (etc.) C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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y many things about get-ting along in the world. He taught him where to findthe salt-licks, for animals need salt just as much asyou need it, but they do not need it so often. Hetaught him to go to the licks at times when he wasleast likely to find lions waiting under near-by bushes.He taught him how to jump down a precipice andalight on some small ledge with all four feet held to-gether, and from there leap to another ledge lowerdown. In fact, little Rockys sturdy father gave himthe best possible education in the art of making aliving and escaping his enemies in a land where livingwas difficult. But Rocky learned many other useful things thathis father could not teach him. Uncle Waggletoe, hisfathers older brother, was a very wise old goat. Hehad not been content to graze in one neighborhoodlike most goats. He had, indeed, travelled over allthe neighboring mountains for many miles around.He had asked countless questions of the mountain-sheep and the eagles and the smaller animals and
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Uncle WaggletoeA lucky snapshot. Rocky Mountain goats seldom come within near-camera range 98 THE TOP OF THE CONTINENT birds whom he had met on his travels. He was, in-deed, a wise old goat. Why did they call him Uncle Waggletoe? askedMargaret. For the same reason that we call you Margaret,said Uncle Tom, because it was his name. Jack laughed and Margaret pouted. The fact is, said Uncle Tom, that Uncle Wag-gletoe had a curious habit of shaking his left hind footwhenever anything interested him greatly. That iswhat gave him his name. You will hear presentlyhow this habit served him a very good turn. One day when Rocky was a vigorous youngsterwho could leap farther and butt harder than any otheryoung bucks of his own age, Uncle Waggletoe andDaddy Goat had a long and earnest conversation onthe top of a lofty precipice looking down upon Ice-berg Lake. At its close they trotted gravely for aquarter mile down a slanting ledge, leaped from thereto the next lower and so on till they joined a

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