Gold-Seeking on the Dalton Trail

with a mighty attraction. My earliest recollections are of wanderings into the domains of the neighbors, and of excursions-not infrequently in di

uld climb up or down unhesitatingly with eyes shut. At that advanced stage of acquaintance, however, it followed natu

ols, to the imaginative eyes of the six-year-old, became lakes abounding with delightful adventures. The wintry alternations of freezing an

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e range of low mountains-to me sublime in loftiness-at the western horizon held my fascinated gaze. To journey thither on foot became ambition's end and aim. This feat, at first reg

his dream was realized in due season among the mountains of New Hampshire; but the craving, far from losing its keenness, was whetted.

d within a restricted, and it may be unromantic, sphere of activity. To them I have wished to give a glimpse of trail life, not with a view to increasing their restlessness,-for I have not veiled discomforts and discouragements in re

ng more and more into notice. I would only add that natural features, scenery, and people, have been described faithfully, however inadequately, and the story throughout is based upon real happenings. Should any of my young readers pass over the trail to-day in the f