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Title: Campfires on desert and lava
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Hornaday, William T. (William Temple), 1854-1937
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Publisher: New York, C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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the questionhigher up. One thing, however, was perfectly clear. The wholethree and one-half miles of lava lying between the foot ofthe Sykes Crater and our camp at the Papago Tankscame down from that volcano. At this point the bowelsof the earth gave forth the lava that afterward piled up inbrown hills and red crags along the north-eastern side ofour camp plaza, and stopped abruptly there. You cansee a large-sized detail of it in the picture that showsthe members of the party in the group photograph. And all this time, a patriarchal mountain ram, deadfor a ducat, has patiently been awaiting us near the top ofthe highest lava peak on our eastward hand. We sawmuch rough lava in the Pinacate district, but our way upto that sheep was over the roughest of the rough. Theworst of it lay in chunks the size of steamer trunks—red,deeply pitted on every surface and sharp on every edge.There was not a thimbleful of soil, sand or ashes, nor anyother fine material. The greatest circumspection and
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EXTINCT VOLCANOES AND SHEEP 193 nimble-footedness was required to carry one over It with-out broken ankles or cut knees. I have gone over thelava-fields around Vesuvius, but the worst that I saw therewas like a smooth road In comparison with those cones atthe Sykes Crater, and others elsewhere In that district. When we finally reached the summit of the high conethat rose nearest to the crater, we saw before us a semi-circular ridge leading away to our right, and Mr. Phillipssaid that the dead sheep lay on the farther end of it.Keeping upon the summit, we worked our way along forseveral hundred feet, then gingerly picked our way downthe slope to the quarry. There we paused to lookabout. We were on the side of a high and very steep mountainof red lava that was liberally garnished with Bigelowchoyas—the meanest of the mean. A false step wouldhave meant a fall of perhaps ten or twenty feet on lavablocks that would cut like knives; but there would havebeen no prolonged rolling. The lava

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