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Title: The life and letters of John Hay
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Thayer, William Roscoe, 1859- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Hay, John, 1838-1905. (from old catalog)
Publisher: Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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t background of the green-wooded mountains. In the afternoon I stayed at home and Del andHallett Phillips went off for trout. Del went as aspectator and pupil. They came back in a few hours.I heard the family whistle under my window andlooking out saw Del carrying a splendid load of bigtrout, some speckled and some rainbow! which re-appeared a little while after on the dinner table. We have not come to the roughing it as yet. I do not know how long it is delayed. The hotels so far are excellent — but in the depth of woe on account of there being nobody in the Park. Last year the panic, this year D ; there is no end to their troubles. Yellowstone Park Hotel,July 26, 1894. No. 2. I do not know when you will get this or in whatcondition these flowers will be when they arrive. Butthey are so sweet and fragrant that I must send youone or two. The white one is phlox and the pink areyarrow. This is another wonderfully beautiful place. Thegreat Yellowstone Lake lies just in front of us, and
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LETTERS TO HENRY ADAMS 117 beyond it is a chain of magnificent mountains. Weleft the Grand Cafion after lunch to-day. Just as wewere leaving, an unmistakeable English couple ar-rived: a gawky, aristocratic-looking man in knicker-bockers and a young woman, blond as wheat andawfully sunburned, the English Mees of Frenchfarce. The proprietor of the hotel ran after us to sayit was Mr. and Mrs. R. W. The drive here was de-lightful; about three hours. Our road ran beside theYellowstone River all the way, a clear, tranquilstream, which gave no hint of the terror and mag-nificence of the fate that awaited it a little farther on.In one place we saw dozens of enormous trout play-ing near the bank. In another a big flock of wild geesewere walking along. They calmly stepped into thewater and swam away as we came up. Half way herewe came to the most hideous and dreadful sight Iever saw, the Mud Volcano. We heard it grumblingand coughing before we got there, but when we ap-proached it, no words can

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