The Red River Half-Breed

at highest and longest chain of the Northern Rockies, a chaos of

ape as an Indian's plumed for battle, and, below a little, diam

cent to the warm alcoved valleys by taller and taller pines, spruce, larch, and cedar. But the ancient ocean wash here

eyes in the unclouded sunbeams; and the song of the Arctic bluebird, startled by the unwonted squeaking of the dry ice powder intermixed with ground fossils and granite, as horses in the uneven line of a new

in the power of man, since in the thaws of summer the ravines are chok

diameter. Like the jags of a necklace, the peaks of the sierra protruded, and like gems glittered the pure lakes of the mountain tops, those that feed to both hands the western and eastern rivers:

ate rocks and sands, and heaving up stone barriers to the prairie ocean. Like a thin thread of water gleams the rails of the Pacific Railroad, tw

e of the never-freezing Lake of the Yellowstone Valley, and seems to feel no such awe as an Indian would have at viewing the inimitable hues and fa

less footsteps, and, the loads telling on them in the rarity of the air,

the train till the last arrival appears, goaded

d descent. The stony spires and domes glow like orange shaded lamps at a Chinese festival along the chain for hundreds of miles, and, after one moment of mezzotint, so scant is the twilight

he greatest obstacle of Nature, and who carry themselves as if they,