An Afterglow
LOWELL OBSERVATORY
FLAGSTAFF
Today I have been delivering an address of welcome to the Good Roads Association which was well received. Several people kindly spoke of it afterward. Tomorrow Judge Doe and I go picnicking northeast of the Peaks.
The season is later this year. One year ago tonight the Professor and I arrived from the Petrified Forest, and the color was all gone from the Peaks; now they are still a blaze of glory.
I am just back from motoring in the red car to beyond Dead Man's Flat, north of the Peaks in quest of Junipers. Mr. Lampland drove. Mrs. Lampland sat beside him, with Judge Doe and me behind. Except that it was blowing up for a storm and that the wind, going out, raised clouds of dust and, coming back, was a small hurricane, all went well. I found what Professor Sargent wanted of me, to wit, whether the color of the berries of J. mouosperma was variously both red and blue or not. They are both. Also, I learnt other details of this tree. The Judge went armed to the teeth with both a rifle and a shotgun but though we saw rabbits, both cottontails and jack, he never got near enough for a shot. The painted desert glowed opalescent in the distance.
The banquet of the board of trade of Flagstaff to the Good Road Assn. last evening was very suc-
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