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EARLY one bright morning in the middle of Indian summer,while the glacier meadows were still crisp with frost crystals,I set out from the foot of Mount Lyell,on my way down to Yosemite Valley,to replenish my exhausted store of bread and tea.I had spent the past summer,as many preceding ones,exploring the glaciers that lie on the head waters of the San Joaquin,Tuolumne,Merced,and Owen's rivers; measuring and studying their movements,trends,crevasses,moraines,etc.,and the part they had played during the period of their greater extension in the creation and development of the landscapes of this alpine wonderland.The time for this kind of work was nearly over for the year,and I began to look forward with delight to the approaching winter with its wondrous storms,when I would be warmly snow-bound in my Yosemite cabin with plenty of bread and books; but a tinge of regret came on when I considered that possibly I might not see this favorite region again until the next summer,excepting distant views from the heights about the Yosemite walls.

To artists,few portions of the High Sierra are,strictly speaking,picturesque.The whole massiveuplift of the range is one great picture,not clearly divisible into smaller ones; differing much in this respect from the older,and what may be called,riper mountains of the Coast Range.All the landscapes of the Sierra,as we have seen,were born again,remodeled from base to summit by the developing icefloods of the last glacial winter.But all these new landscapes were not brought forth simultaneously; some of the highest,where the ice lingered longest,are tens of centuries younger than those of the warmer regions below them.In general,the younger the mountain-landscapes,--younger,I mean,with reference to the time of their emergence from the ice of the glacial period,--the less separable are they into artistic bits capable of being made into warm,sympathetic,lovable pictures with appreciable humanity in them.

Here,however,on the head waters of the Tuolumne,is a group of wild peaks on which the geologist may say that the sun has but just begun to shine,which is yet in a high degree picturesque,and in its main features so regular and evenly balanced as almost to appear conventional--one somber cluster of snow-laden peaks with gray pinefringed granite bosses braided around its base,the whole surging free into the sky from the head of a magnificent valley,whose lofty walls are beveled away on both sides so as to embrace it all without admitting anything not strictly belonging to it.The foreground was now aflame with autumn colors,brown and purple and gold,ripe in the mellow sunshine; contrasting brightly with the deep,cobalt blue of the sky,and the black and gray,and pure,spiritual white of the rocks and glaciers.Down through the midst,the young Tuolumne was seen pouring from its crystal fountains,now resting in glassy pools as if changing back again into ice,now leaping in white cascades as if turning to snow; gliding right and left between granite bosses,then sweeping on through the smooth,meadowy levels of the valley,swaying pensively from side to side with calm,stately gestures past dipping willows and sedges,and around groves of arrowy pine; and throughout its whole eventful course,whether flowing fast or slow,singing loud or low,ever filling the landscape with spiritual animation,and manifesting the grandeur of its sources in every movement and tone.

Pursuing my lonely way down the valley,I turned again and again to gaze on the glorious picture,throwing up my arms to inclose it as in a frame.After long ages of growth in the darkness beneath the glaciers,through sunshine and storms,it seemed now to be ready and waiting for the elected artist,like yellow wheat for the reaper; and I could not help wishing that I might carry colors and brushes with me on my travels,and learn to paint.In the mean time I had to be content with photographs on my mind and sketches in my note-books.At length,after I had rounded a precipitous headland that puts out from the west wall of the valley,every peak vanished from sight,and I pushed rapidly along the frozen meadows,over the divide between the waters of the Merced and Tuolumne,and down through the forests that clothe the slopes of Cloud's Rest,arriving in Yosemite in due time--which,with me,isanytime.And,strange to say,among the first people I met here were two artists who,with letters of introduction,were awaiting my return.They inquired whether in the course of my explorations in the adjacent mountains I had ever come upon a landscape suitable for a large painting; whereupon I began a description of the one that had so lately excited my admiration.Then,as I went on further and further into details,their faces began to glow,and I offered to guide them to it,while they declared that they would gladly follow,far or near,whithersoever I could spare the time to lead them.

I led them out of the valley by the Vernal and Nevada Falls,thence over the main dividing ridge to the Big Tuolumne Meadows,by the old Mono trail,and thence along the upper Tuolumne River to its head.This was my companions' first excursion into the High Sierra,and as I was almost always alone in my mountaineering,the way that the fresh beauty was reflected in their faces made for me a novel and interesting study.They naturally were affected most of all by the colors--the intense azure of the sky,the purplish grays of the granite,the red and browns of dry meadows,and the translucent purple and crimson of huckleberry bogs; the flaming yellow of aspen groves,the silvery flashing of the streams,and the bright green and blue of the glacier lakes.But the generalexpression of the scenery--rocky and savage--seemed sadly disappointing; and as they threaded the forest from ridge to ridge,eagerly scanning the landscapes as they were unfolded,they said: "All this is huge and sublime,but we see nothing as yet at all available for effective pictures.Art is long,and art is limited,you know; and here are fore-grounds,middle-grounds,backgrounds,all alike; bare rock-waves,woods,groves,diminutive flecks of meadow,and strips of glittering water." "Never mind," I replied,"only bide a wee,and I will show you something you will like."

At length,toward the end of the second day,the Sierra Crown began to come into view,and when we had fairly rounded the projecting headland before mentioned,the whole picture stood revealed in the flush of the alpenglow.Their enthusiasm was excited beyond bounds,and the more impulsive of the two,a young Scotchman,dashed ahead,shouting and gesticulating and tossing his arms in the air like a madman.Here,at last,was a typical alpine landscape.

After feasting awhile on the view,I proceeded to make camp in a sheltered grove a little way back from the meadow,where pine-boughs could be obtained for beds,and where there was plenty of dry wood for fires,while the artists ran here and there,along the river-bends and up the sides of the caon,choosing foregrounds for sketches.After dark,when our tea was made and a rousing fire had been built,we began to make our plans.They decided to remain several days,at the least,while Iconcluded to make an excursion in the mean time to the untouched summit of Ritter.

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