We'll have breakfast quick as you can get it." They were on their way in half an hour, struggling up the hillside under the pines until at last the trees grew smaller towards the timber line.

Then they floundered painfully over what had been bare slopes of rock and was now a waste of snow, with a dazzling field of whiteness.
between them and the blue.

Up there the frost was biting, and the snow lay fine as flour, blowing in thin wisps from under the horse's hoofs, while the men's jean and deerhide were sprinkled with glittering particles.

The wind dropped towards sundown, and when, climbing a great hill shoulder, they dipped again to the forest the snows flamed crimson, against a pitiless blueness, out of which there seemed to fall a devastating cold.
Diamonds glinted upon the shivering pines, sound seemed frozen, and there was a great impressive stillness across which the jingle of the bridle rang stridently when Alton pulled the horse up near the foremost of the trees.
"This," he said softly, "is where I found Jimmy.

He was sitting there with his rifle on his knee, looking straight at me, as though there were lots of things he could tell me." Seaforth shivered a little.