“Certainly I can,” the employee answered; and painted another arrow and inscribed beside it: “Lehnert Peak.”
“And over there is a fine waterfall,” the tourist said. “Will you please name it after my little daughter?”
“Sure!” said the man; and painted another arrow pointing to “Mary Frances Falls.”
Enough said!
V
Iks-i′-kwo-yi-a-tuk-tai (Swift Current River)
September 1.
WE moved up here the other day and made camp beside one of the most lovely lakes in all this Rocky Mountain country. In my time we called it Beaver Woman’s Lake. It is now McDermott Lake. And what a name that is for one of Nature’s gems! There are names for other lakes and peaks here just as bad as that, but we shall have nothing to say about them here. Only by an act of Congress can we get what we want done, and we have faith that within a reasonable time all these mountains and lakes and streams will bear the names of the great chiefs, medicine men, and warriors who traversed them before the white men came.
