Dale led along the crest of this wooded ridge toward the western end, which was considerably higher.

In places open rocky ground split the green timber.

Dale pointed toward a promontory.
Helen saw a splendid elk silhouetted against the sky.

He was a light gray over all his hindquarters, with shoulders and head black.

His ponderous, wide-spread antlers towered over him, adding to the wildness of his magnificent poise as he stood there, looking down into the valley, no doubt listening for the bay of the hound.