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On the rounded shoulders and steep flanks of the foothills that form the sides of the canyon, the barley fields looked down upon the meadows; and, now and then, in the whirling landscape winding side canyons beautiful with live-oak and laurel, with greasewood and sage led the eye away toward the pine-fringed ridges of the Galenas while above, the higher snow-clad peaks and domes of the San Bernardinos still shone coldly against the blue.
"Don't," she returned, "let's think about up here" she waved her hand toward the high crest of the San Bernardinos, and the mountain peaks about them. "Will you let me paint your portrait when we get back to the orange groves?" he asked. "I'm sure I don't know," she returned. "Why do you want to paint me? I'm nobody, you know but just me." "That's the reason I want to paint you," he answered.
Now and then, as the Express swung around the curves, he gained a view of the lonely, snow-piled peaks of the San Bernardinos; with old San Gorgonio, lifting above the pine-fringed ridges of the lower Galenas, shining, silvery white, against the blue. Again, on the southern side of the pass, he saw San Jacinto's crags and cliffs rising almost sheer from the right-of-way.
Before them, the San Bernardinos drew ever nearer and more intimate silently inviting them; patiently, with a world old patience, bidding them come; in the majestic humbleness of their lofty spirit, offering themselves and the wealth of their teaching.
Beyond these acres upon which there were no trees the orange groves were massed in dark green blocks and squares; with, here and there, thin rows of palms; clumps of peppers; or tall, plume-like eucalyptus; to mark the roads and the ranch homes. Beyond this and rising, seemingly, out of the groves the San Bernardinos heaved their mighty masses into the sky. It was almost dark.
Conrad Lagrange, smiling, watched his friend, but spoke no word. Clear Creek Canyon is a deep, narrow valley, some fifteen miles in length, and approaching a mile in its greatest width; lying between the main range of the San Bernardinos and the lower ridge of the Galenas.
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