Carbon County news., 1937-06-18

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A few moments later Phil turne
again, Harold. Let's be on ou
Of that-I'n never doubt your wor
to Harold and said, "There are a
way"
Within the next few minutes
they passed several lakes. but
wasn't until they came to the big
gest that Harold spoke again
"Here's Beartooth Lake, Phil. I
gets it name from that rock tina
iuts out almost at the top of tn
butte. Someone with a fertil
imagination thought it resembles
bear't tooth and that is wher'
the lake and the butte got tn
name"
Looks like a real climb to thC
top of the BUTTE" offered Phil.
1T is, Phil. Take my word fol
| it. Ann and l climbed part way
up last year but it started to rair
and we turned back. Slide rock
is bad enough without the tain to
make it slippery. Ann says she'll
climb it next time-rain or no
rain. She probably will if she
makes up her mind to-" he con-
cluded.
Little more was said for some
time although Harold glanced at
Phil occasionally to see how he
liked it. Phil was evidently much
pleased with what he saw. Of
course, it was all entirely new to
him but that only heightened his
appreciation. The sun shone
bright and warm, there being no
trees in the suns path. Phil
drowsed slightly. Harold let him
sleep until they were only few
miles from Cooke City.
"Wake up, you old sleepy head,
we're almost to Cooke. See those
two mountains that stand out so
clearly? That's Index and Pilot
Peaks. Cooke City is just around
the shoulder of that mountain"
"Sorry, old man," Phil yawned.
"Guess I'm not used to getting up
so early. Which peak is which ?"
"The tallest one is Pilot and the
other is Index. Index used to be
the tallest but it crumbled off. See
the road that turns off to the
right? That's the road to the old
smelter. Well camp there tonight
and tomorrow We'll try our luck
at Goose Lake and take a look at
Grasshopper Glacier. Is that all
right with you? It's a long hard
hike"
II think can make it," said
Phil. ''I've done a lot of hiking
in the mountains in Maine. What's
that ahead on the left?"
"That's the gold mine," an
swered Harold after a breif glance.
Zone of the millionaires that vaca-
tions here owns it. They take out
quite a bit from what I hear"
"Is that Cooke City ahead of
us ?"
EYES,"
cts small" Phil hesitated,
'But it looks almost as I had inn
agined it,"
II think it will always be about
the same. They're trying to make
it thriving up-to-date town but
it's uphill work. The town is al
most completely showed under all
winter and the road is blocked
from Cooke almost to Red Lodge. |
Snoeshoes are the only means of
;ravel to Red Lodge during the
winter. We may as well have |
unch and look at the town. I feel
ike it must he about noon."
I'm with you there. But where
10 we eat?"
"We1l go to "The White House"
its at the other end of the
street,"
A few minutes later, eating a
hearty dinner, Harold asked, "How
10 you really like it, Phil? Are
you sorry you came to Montana"
''Not in the least, Harold. In |
three short days I've discovered
the best friend a man could have,
the sweestest girl a man could |
love, and the most glorious country
a man could live in. I find nothing
in that to regret"
"No, I suppose not" There was
a pause, then Harold laughed awk- |
"Haven't you a sister
that would supply my need, Phil ? |
"No!" Phil answered forcefully
Noting Harold's surprise, he added
q uietly. II have a sister
but not your kind, Harold. She's
cold and hard-what she calls
I've watched you
and your sister together and you
don't know how I envy you-wish-
ing Alicia were like Ann. Alicia
used to be swell kid It'll father
died. He was wonderful, Harold
we both worshiped him." He
paused a monment. 'tSorry, Har-
old, I didn't mean to bore you with
family affairs-it won't happen
again."