"I remember it lay shining before us between the woods.

It was very beautiful, quieter and calmer than our lakes in Canada." A slight flush crept through the bronze in Alton's face, which grew a trifle grim, and a light into his eyes.

"There is a lake at Somasco where you can see the white peaks lie shining, and the big Wapiti come down to drink," he said.

"There are cedars and redwoods about it which except for a few in California, haven't their equal in the world, but there's nothing about that lake or valley that's quiet or calm.

It's wild and great and grand.