"Tell me about this, will you!" remarked Jerry, after they had crossed
the broad prairies and were climbing the tremendous heights that lie
like a barrier between the center of the continent and the Pacific
Slope. "How much more of it do we have before us, Frank? I'm getting so
filled with wonder and awe that my tongue is getting into a rut with
saying 'Ah!' so much."

"Less than a day will see us through now. Once we get over this range
there lies a long valley, and in that is where Martin Mabie has his
ranch."

"Then we'll do our hunting along the sides of the mountains?" suggested
Will, who had used up nearly half his supply of films already, taking
views of the wonderful things they saw on the trip.

"That's my impression, from what he wrote," replied Frank.

"And he also said game was fairly plentiful, if I remember aright,"
remarked Jerry.

"Well, he did say that they had been so busy of late on the ranch that
no one had had time for hunting, and consequently the game had not been
bothered very much; which, I suppose, amounts to the same thing."

"H'm! I hope he won't be so rushed with work that he can't take the time
to go with us. Half of the fun would be lost if Mr. Mabie couldn't be
along; for Jesse says he is the most entertaining man alive," grunted
Bluff.

"Oh, you forget that he said by the time we got there the work would