| but not as large or as
deep. Over the purple crests of the Slate and Argus Ranges the Sierra Nevada
thrust up snowy peaks. "We used to see wild horses here.' said Dr. James Bonner to a group of foreign exchange students he had brought as his guests from the Cali- |
fornia Institute of Technology.
"Burros are commoner, however. Wild burros will watch you with curiosity as you
inch nearer to take their picture. Wild horses don't have that much faith in
people." Sage brush crushed under boots, scented the air. Mormon tea bushes |
bristled yellow. The
wind on the ridge cut through the brilliant sunshine. Half a dozen young hikers
dashed toward a snow patch, the laughter of the girls turning to screams as the
snowballing began and they felt icy trickles down their necks. Carl Heller, a marine serving as rear |
