CONCLUSION
Last May I resigned my position as collector and preparator for the
Geological Survey of Canada. And soon afterwards went into the field
for the British Museum of Natural History, London. Though the British
government was spending no money in this kind of research, Dr. A. Smith
Woodward, Keeper of Geology there, secured the means for the first
two months’ work from The Sladin Memorial Fund of Piccadilly, London.
My son, Levi, was the only expert collector I had with me though I
employed men and transportation in the field. We settled down in a
camp a couple of miles below Steveville and remained there all summer,
exploring the badlands near the mouth of Berry Creek.
Our success was as usual, great. We were able to collect three
skeletons of duck-billed dinosaurs of the genus _Corythosaurus_, of
Brown or _Stephanosaurus_, of Lambe. They were all three discovered by
my son, Levi, who worked with remarkable persistence and enthusiasm.
I too, after I had recovered from an injury I received due to being
thrown from my wagon onto the ground, put in every moment I could see,
in the heavy work of excavating three skeletons, and taking them up
before frost, when no man can work in those beds. It will not do to let
plaster freeze, and without plaster we could not take up any vertebrate
fossil there.
Owing to the fact that the clay in the strata prevent water entering
it, very little true petrification has taken place. If you will refer
to the Life of a Fossil Hunter, page 258, you will see there what I
had learned up to the time of writing, the process by which fossils
are made. I found here in the Belly River Series entirely different
conditions. The bones had not been replaced by silica and become
petrified. There was very little change in the bones except that they
were usually sheathed in a hard layer of bog iron. The spongy bone was
as friable as that in a dry, recent bone; the cells were not filled
with rocky material. The thin outer layer of compact bone was filled
with the iron simply. I once said that if I could get my teeth on a
fossil bone I could tell its age almost, by the amount of silica it
contained. Here, however, I find that nature has more than one way of
preserving her records, and that it depends largely on the matrix in
which the bones are entombed. If clay prevents water passing through
the bones, there can be no true replacement, as water is the vehicle
used in transporting silica or lime or whatever the petrifying material
may be, and it cannot pass through certain clays. This discovery of
mine after having observed the fossilized animals and plants of many
horizons prove that the most careful observer is liable to misinterpret
the workings of nature, showing us that God’s laws are past finding out
by finite minds. Nature is a well that man can never fathom, an ocean
with no shore. As long as men observe and think, they will be drawing
water from well and ocean with no visible effect. The well will still
be full and the shores remain unexplored.
Levi found the most complete skeleton of a crested duck-billed dinosaur
that had been discovered in the Belly River Series by my party. Mr.
Brown discovered, close to the Steveville Ferry, the most complete
one known, and which he has fully described in his _Corythosaurus
casuarius_, Bulletin of the American Museum of Natural History, New
York, November 2nd, 1916. This is the first specimen ever found in a
swimming pose. As if in the very act of swimming it had died and was
instantly covered up in the soft mud and never disturbed until Brown’s
pick revealed it to the world. I firmly believe as I have said before,
this specimen proves conclusively that the conventional pose taken of
these duck-bills as usually standing on land erect is a mistake; as I
have always believed. The one I prepared for the Victoria Museum proves
the same thing, and every one I have seen in the beds, or have found
myself, point the same way, but as it will be a costly thing to take
down all the mounts in American Museums of Cretaceous trachodonts I do
not expect to live to see my views universally put in practice.
This specimen, No. 9, I wrote of to Dr. Woodward, August 21st, 1913:
“I have uncovered enough of the floor to be able to give you some
valuable information. I have now traced the entire column, except four
feet of the caudal region. I have found one femur in position with its
tibia and fibula, one humerus and front foot, and many ribs. The most
disappointing thing: we have only found the mandibles and predentary,
the maxilla of one side, the occiput and part of the crest and the back
of the skull.”
Later we found the entire skeleton except four feet of the tail
just back of the pelvic arch, where it had been weathered out and
destroyed, and part of the skull. This skeleton was about thirty feet
long, and I considered it next in perfection to that of Mr. Brown’s
_Corythosaurus_. There were in addition large patches of the skin
impression. I show you the place where the body lay, after we had
wrapped it. It also shows the vast amount of labor required to save it.
It lay up a narrow gorge, too narrow to get a horse up it. We were
obliged to cut steps up and down the rough way from the nearest point
we could reach it from camp and Levi had to carry nearly all the water,
plaster, and burlap, and paper, etc., necessary to wrap a skeleton
nearly thirty feet long. The distance from the wagon was nearly an
eighth of a mile.
But that labor sank into insignificance compared to the labor he had
to strap beneath the specimen his burlap strips in such a way that the
rock did not fall out. It would often take him many minutes before
he could get the strip to stick. He lay on his back and patted the
plaster soaked burlap with the ends of his fingers until the blood
came. Then often the plaster would harden before he could get it to
stick. Then he had to take a new strip and go through the same hard and
patience-trying labor, filling his eyes with the burning lime. In all
the labor we do in taking up a complete skeleton, there is no part of
it that requires so much patience and so much skill as strapping the
under side.
After this specimen was ready for hauling out of the brakes we had to
build a sled road to it from the prairie and haul it to camp around the
badlands, about six miles, while it only lay about a mile from camp in
a bee-line.
Now it seems almost incredible that after over two months of such
exhausting mental, physical and soul-trying labor, it should be sent
to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean by a German Raider on English
Commerce. If anything on earth can prove the wantonness of such
destruction, this is a good example. I have given fifty years freely
to science without money, often, and without price. The best that is
in me. So I could show to generations to come the wonderful works
of God in creation. Ten minutes of vandalism destroys all my labor,
my hopes, my life almost, because I never can recover from such a
blow as this. I have not told the full story yet, because the second
specimen Levi found was in many respects better than this one I have
described. It was in splendid matrix. A strong sandstone, and the bones
beautifully preserved, a specimen that could have been easily prepared.
One hind foot was all that was exposed. I could not believe that this
meant anything, but a few loose bones. It pointed heavenward, from the
side of a cliff. We followed the foot down to the body and found the
entire skeleton except a few inches of the tail and _THE HEAD_. With a
restored head, (and we found one that could have been used) as far as
the public was concerned, the British Museum could have mounted these
two lords of the ancient bayous in that great store house of treasures,
more rare than gold or silver, to be the heritage of the ages still to
come.
This too, was with the first one and went to the bottom, with the
Mount Temple and as far as I could learn, all on board. Perhaps some
time when the sea will give up her dead, these noble examples of
God’s handiwork may also be exposed to the light of day once more. I
considered from every standpoint, money or science, these two specimens
were worth double what the first two months of labor yielded up. I
never entered the Victoria Memorial Museum where we had mounted one
of the noble duck-bills without a feeling of awe, as if I stood in the
presence of God himself. It dominates everything in the Museum, and
attracts the attention of the dullest of men. How happy I was in the
thought that for countless thousands of years to come, others could
feel that same feeling of reverence for the Creator. In the twinkling
of an eye the blue Atlantic covered them. I once prepared the skeleton
of a _Megatherium_ from Brazil; it too had gone to the bottom of the
ocean, but divers had rescued it from its watery grave. I have little
hope that this will ever be done to the noble duck-bills who were sent
to Davies Locker by a German torpedo.
We discovered other fine material that was saved and the preparators
are at work on it, so I hope our last year’s labor, the most strenuous
for many years may not be entirely lost.
My dear readers my book is coming to a close. The other volume “The
Life of a Fossil Hunter” is out of print. It depends on you whether
we have another edition published. This I will gladly do, if each
reader of this one, will send me a subscription for the other. You
will certainly realize that this work, like the other has been a labor
of love. Take this volume, I am at my own personal expense issuing
five hundred copies. If I sell each copy I will not realize any more
than the cost of publication. I worked all last winter from 7 p.m. to
10 p.m. on the manuscript, and all day Saturday of each week, except
Sunday. It has taken me all winter to look after the printing of this.
My whole object has been to give the information I have acquired
through years of toil and hardship in the desolate fossil fields to the
public, so they may realize something of the wonders of Nature, and the
hope it may lead some of my readers to Nature’s God, the Triune God we
worship.
THE GRAND CANYON OF THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS
I have often heard the story
Of that Mighty Canyon Grand;
Powell pointed out the glory
Of that deeply sculptured land.
Where the Colorado river
Has cut a passage deep,
In the very heart of nature,
With many gorges deep.
To any doubting Thomas,
It would almost make him smile,
If I told him of a canyon
Cut through earth’s crust a mile.
But my own two eyes have seen it,
And I’ll take the witness stand,
Its the greatest ditch in story
In our own historic land.
It seems, during the Jura
The land began to rise;
Yes! the bottom of the ocean
Perhaps to its surprise.
Was lifted from the water,
Became a level plain;
Received the glorious sunshine,
The first and latter rain.
A river takes the drainage
Back to the restless sea,
Carves as it goes a passage
Widening gracefully and free.
“Tell me” asks my companion
“How the river cuts its way,
Where the stars faint light is shining
In the middle of the day,
So deep below the surface,
That the sun’s most dazzling ray
N’er gleams upon the water
That is beaten into spray?”
Well: then listen to the story
How in ages long ago,
The earth rose from the water
And the land began to grow.
As the earth was slowly rising,
Rivers bed cut through the land,
The rocks that tumbled in it
The gravel, rock and sand
Scoured out and carved the basin
As the vast land masses rose,
And the mighty Colorado
Flows where it used to flow.
For the land continued rising
And the waters cut their way
Through Earth’s upheaving bosom,
Through granite, lime and clay.
The rising cliffs receeding
From the margins of the stream;
Effects of frost and rainfall
On every side are seen;
For chips are falling ever,
From exposed strata flanks,
Roll down into the river,
Leaping the waters banks,
Fall in the whirling waters,
That churn the rocky mass
Against the boulders lodging
Within the narrow pass.
Then the great burden bearer
Within its canyon grand,
Bears out upon its bosom
The wreckage of the land.
And in the western ocean;
’Long California’s shore,
The debris from Grand Canyon
Are settling more and more.
For near the gulf, the river
Flows by a level floor,
Spreads out upon the flood plain
The ground up mountains core.
’LONG SUPERIOR’S DENTED SHORE
Have you ever made a journey ’long Superior’s dented shore?
Where the glory of the landscape enchant one more and more;
Where the green tints of the water, and its gravel covered floor,
The surface, smooth and polished like a burnished oaken door.
The mountains on the main land grown o’er with spruces green,
While pine and whitened birches are sprinkled in between.
Out there, a mighty freighter loads ten thousand tons of ore.
Rounded islands with green woods are shrouded o’er.
Red buttressed headlands, encroaching on the shore
Form lines of wondrous beauty around the lake’s broad floor.
Our railway bed is blasted from the earth’s foundation stone:
Granite, Gneiss, and Green-Rock in many a sober tone.
O! the beauty of the hillsides, ensheathed in living green,
While the work of the old glaciers on every side are seen;
The Age of Ice has eaten basins in the ancient rock;
While the stone upon the hillside lie in many polished block.
A glorious scene of beauty, scarce marred by human hand,
Few boats upon the water, no farmers till the land.
Five hundred miles we’ve traveled, by lake and hill, and brake,
Upon earth’s rocky bosom our westward way we take.
While the gleaming surface of Superior’s mighty lake
Indent the land around us, a glowing picture make,
Arrayed in living colors, a fairy isle is seen.
Red boulders strew the hillside, a background for the green.
The famous waters of Columbia’s inland sea
Separate two nations of brave men true and free.
No forts on either border; no soldiers pace the shore,
No Dreadnaught plows the water, no mighty cannon roar.
But now the sun is setting beneath the western sea.
His level rays are glowing on sheets of water free,
And in the lovely gloaming upon the watery way,
The mountains change to purple, the waters turn to grey.
THE LAURENTIAN HILLS
I am riding on a railway that spans from sea to sea;
Rocking on earth’s throbbing bosom, for my iron horse is free;
How the scenes stretch out before me, as the coaches eastward roll,
I am riding on the C.P. and to it I’m paying toll.
I have reached a waste of waters, Superior’s mighty flood
Indent the land before me, encroach the silent wood;
For the vale, and gulch and valley, ever packed with spruces green,
Mixed with the yellow poplar; with white barked birch between.
The earth itself is covered with its own foundation rock,
Granite, Gneiss and Green Stone, in many a mighty block,
Carved and rounded by the Ice Cap, that once covered all the land:
They rise in hill and buttress like some ancient castle grand.
Birches standing, with trunks as white as snow,
And slender spires of spruce trees, in serried ranks they grow.
A gorgeous carpet underneath upon the rocks are spread,
The different patterns blended might form a Titan’s bed.
White granite peeps above it with streaks of reddish hue
With God’s own arch above us! stars twinkling in the blue.
Yes! I’m riding on the bosom of the oldest land that’s known,
And Old Time, through countless ages, over it has ever flown,
When England’s land was lifted above the ocean blue,
The Old World is not the oldest, it should be called the new.
O! could rocks but tell the story their rugged cliffs have know,
They could tell us of this continent, and how it’s slowly grown.
How the beds laid down by water, in ocean, river, lake
Through all the changing aeons, from these rocks their tribute take.
For the streams, (those burden bearers), on ocean floor have spread
The loads they carry ever, to deposit on her bed.
Granite Boulders from the hill side, choke up the rapid stream,
They are ground by rushing water, till as pebbles they are seen,
As the river current lessens, then are pebbles ground to sand,
To be carried to the ocean, forming bars and banks so grand.
Then the life that fills the ocean, the crustacean and the shell,
When dying, left their skeletons the seas broad floor to swell.
I can see Ontario’s mountains rise, where early life is seen,
The mollusk of the ocean, and the sea weeds living green.
The Laurentian Hills are rising at the margin of the sea.
While the bordering waters throbbing with molluskan life so free,
The globe’s thin crust is resting on the molten mass below,
Transformed, as hard as granite, on her flanks the Trenton rest
The land mass is slowing growing to the east, and south and west.
Now the water of the ocean, bring forth a countless tribe,
Of many forms of shell fish that are scattered far and wide.
Crustaceans crowd the shore line, and that wondrous trilobite,
Lives on through many ages till Time of chalk so white,
So Silurian rocks are added to Laurentian narrow shore,
And the Continents broad empire marches westward ever more.
II
Devonian seas are lapping round Silurian cape and bay,
New fish life fills the waters, and over them hold sway.
Strange forms in shield and buckler, in armor polished bright,
Ganoids and other fishes show their colors in the light.
I have seen a dozen fishes, impaled on block of slate
Stand out, as carved by nature, they’re lying there in state:
Seaweeds have left their impress in these enduring sands of Time,
Stretched out in all their measures in many a lengthening line,
For the ebb had stretched them seaward, while the fish swam
’gainst the tide,
They were swimming toward the sea-shore, while swimming they
have died.
Both plants and fishes, in the old Devonian floor,
After ages, tell the story, that the One we all adore,
Keeps record of Creation in old oceans muddy floor.
Footsteps of the Creator in ages that have fled,
When a host of shells and fishes left their forms in oceans bed.
And now the bed is lifted along the eastern shore:
Increasing now the land mass, round Laurentian more and more,
O! Time thou hast no limit to grasp of human mind,
Unmeasured by the intellect of any of our kind.
But Time to our Creator, is like forgotten fears,
“A thousand years a single day, a single day a thousand years.”
And let our study of the past cause reverence for His name
Both now, and yesterday, through time, He ever is the same.
So with these simple verses we’ll praise His Holy Name.
A JOURNEY IN THE MONTH OF JUNE IN EASTERN CANADA
I
O! the glories of a journey taken in the month of June,
When the gentle winds are sighing, and all nature is in tune:
While the fragrance of red clover, and the green tints of the trees,
Make me glad I am a rover, bathed in the evening breeze.
II
So all day I sit and wonder, on green plush I lay and ponder
On the glorious panorama, ever new,
And I raise my window curtain, for I’m very, very certain,
I have never, never witnessed such a view.
III
O! Columbia, how I love you, where my first new breath I drew,
What lines of grace and beauty on every side you strew.
I am rocking on your bosom for my iron horse is free,
And the flowers by the hillside waft their fragrance over me.
IV
Gazing from my open window, how my heart strings thrill, and thrill,
At the glory of the landscape I never get my fill.
Canadian hills embowered with crowning woods of green,
While fields and lakes and river on either side are seen.
V
Now white daisies blend their colors with the darker green below,
Or the shining yellow buttercups, their golden beauties show,
Wild mustard grows in masses o’er many a lengthening row,
Add color to the wheat fields stretching out, as west we go.
VI
Now and then, a clump of roses, add their sweetness to the breeze,
And June air is gently sighing ’midst the verdure of the trees,
Oh! the plain and flood and hillside, how they swiftly come and go,
While the power of the engine rocks me gently to and fro.
VII
Yes! the scenes move out before me like the pictures in a show.
While in the gentle gloaming, on wings I seem to go.
With wondrous lines of beauty with splendid brush so free,
For the colors of the rainbow cast their glamor over me.
VIII
Yes! the beauties of Dame Nature are most wonderfully fair,
And gazing on those beauties my soul seems free from care,
So my train swings ever westward, her coaches keeping rhyme
To the music of dear Nature that’s never out of time.
IX
The birds fly up above me, and the flowers bloom below;
For God cares for the Raven, on flowers love bestow.
We have an earthly Eden from a Father’s loving hand,
Angels guard us on the ocean and on the solid land,
X
And should we mount, as eagles, on wings in the mid air:
In blue expanse of heaven, His love would guard us there.
So as the night grows darker I seek my narrow berth.
I sleep the sleep of childhood, free from the cares of earth.
INDEX
Acme, Alberta, 34, 51, 112, 114, 128, 134
Advance Science, articulated skeletons, 57
Adventure in Kansas Chalk, 70-71
Age of Iron, 173
Reptiles, 139, 14
Alberta, 13, 25, 68, 69, 113-119
Allegheny Mountains, 18
American Museum of Natural History, 24, 27, 29, 30, 47, 52, 58,
61, 62, 73, 94, 117, 128, 139, 150
Paleontologist, the oldest, 26
Paleontology, 151, 117
Ammonites, 51
Amphibians, 68, 182-184
Ancient World, 184-190
Anchylosaurus magniventris, 94
Animals, 13
Angiosperms, 150
Another Strange Dinosaur, 120
Archelon ischyros, 26
Arizona, 66
Arlington Cemetery, 22
Armoured Dinosaurs from Kansas Chalk, 95
Armored Plant Eaters, 68
Army Building, 23
Arthur, Port, 94
Atlantic, 79, 100
Auk Great, 13
Australia, 22
Baculites, 115
Badlands, 134
Bassano, 88, 108, 109
Batracians, 96, 182
Battle Between Dinosaurs, 108
Bay Land Locked, 160
Bear Paw Shales, 109, 114-118
Mountains, 112
Belly River Series 2, 5, 25, 66, 68, 73, 96, 111, 114-116, 130
Description of, 73, 74
Belongs to Pierre, 112
Benton, Fort, 111
Beresford, Admiral, of England, 87
Berlin Museum, 139
Bestrum, Mr., 91
Big Spring, 112
Black Feet Indian Reserve, 127
Boat, Flat, 101
Bog Iron Bones Enclosed in, 63
Bone-beds, Near Top and Bottom of Badlands, 84
Bones of Crested Dinosaur, 63
Boulders, Lying Around, 66
Boule, Dr., 9, 33
Bridge at Great Falls, Montana, 33
British Empire, 3
British Museum of Natural History, 2, 9, 11, 64, 139, 169, 58, 61, 66,
73, 94-98, 120, 127, 130, 131, 117, 118
Camp, 62
Great Collection, 73
Brock, Dr., 7, 69
Brontosaur, 21, 56
Brooks, 92, 110, 133
Brown, Dr. Barnum, 3, 25
Bull Berry Jelly, 90
Calgary, Alberta, 34, 36
Cambridge, Mass., 73, 132
Camp Above Happy Jack Ferry, 85
Camp, This is the Richest, 54
Champsosaurus, Found by George F. Sternberg, 84, 86, 116
Canada, 110, 134
Canadian Pacific Rwy., 73
Canadian Rockies, 34
Northern Rwy., 36
Canyon, Our Work In a, 61
Capital, 20
Carbide Used for Lights on Lake, 93
Carboniferous, 22, 180
Carnegie, Mr., 19, 29, 56
Museum, 4, 19, 21
Hall of Music, 19
Carnivore, Discovery of, 53
Excavating, 55
Loading, 55
Charlie Standing in Quarry, 55
Will Mount In Bold Relief, 58
Carniverous Dinosaurs, 139, 143
Carving Out an Urn, 129
Casey, 17
Cassowary, 61
Casuarius, 61, 65, 116
Central Pacific Rwy. Co., 88
Centrosaurus, Discovered by Charles M. Sternberg, 91, 120
Centrosaurus Prepared by Geo. F. Sternberg, 122, 124
Ceratops, 48, 86, 91, 105, 107, 119
Chasmosaurus, 73, 80, 82, 86, 104, 107
Description of, 80-81
Prepared, 82
Ideal Picture, 83
Chinaman Has a Hot Dish for Us, 92
Church of England Minister, 69
Cimoliasaurus, 177
Claggett Shales, 113, 114, 116
Claosaurus, 96
Clark, Mr., Head Photographic Division, 69
Clidastes, 21, 162
Coal Mining In Indiana, 18
At Drumheller, 36
In Milk River Country, 117, 130
Miners Tunnel, 135
Plants, 182
Coffee, 76
McCheche, 44
Beaver, 64, 70
Seven Mile, 4
Butte, 176
Eagle, 112
Collecting Dinosaurs, 46-48
Concretions, 52, 53, 66
Conrad, 159
Cope, Prof., 7, 11, 27, 61, 82, 111, 113-118, 120, 132, 134,
159, 169, 184
Collection, 25, 139
Corythosaurus, George Finds Skeleton, 86, 87
Coulee, Verdegris, 129
County, Albany, Wyo., 20
Courage Needed, 64
Coutts, 34, 110
Cow Boys, 67
Island, 111, 114
Creator, For Millions of Years the, 65
Creatures Having Seed in Themselves, 65
Creek, Lance, 11, 26
Plum, 14
Old Woman, 27
Willow, 50
Bull Pond, 51
Sand, 61, 73
Rosebud, 35
Knee Hill, 35
Tributary, 35
Berry, 52, 68
One Tree, 75
Hackberry, 75, 95, 160
Hell, 94
Dog, 113-115, 121
Crested Dinosaurs, Description of, 62, 67
Cretaceous, 11, 51, 53, 60, 66, 114, 140
Crinoids, 164
Crocodile Bones, 68, 84, 143
Crow Indians Reserve, 33
Dakota Group, 13
Dead Lodge Canyon, 114-119
Denhart Restoration, 61
Dike Volcanic, 112
Dinosaurs, 3, 98, 101, 35
Of Red Deer River, 2, 21, 139
Diplodocus Carnegie, 20, 57
Director Geological Survey, 55, 58, 110
Discovery of Fossil Fish, 12
Discovery of Two Skeletons, 60, 62
Specimens of Corythosaurus, 65, 66
Disney, Mr. Patrick, 87, 88
Douglass, 20, 56
Dowling, D. B., 110, 117
Dreverman, Dr. F., 7
Drumheller, Alberta, 35, 44, 48, 53
Duck-Billed Dinosaurs, 7, 8, 68
Eagle Sandstone, 113, 116
Easton, A. E., 3, 33, 36, 41, 48
Edgemont, South Dakota, 5, 33
Edmonton Series, 25, 51, 62, 66, 84, 96, 113, 114, 117
Of Brackish Water, 33, 38
Description of, 35
Egyptians Ancient, 7
Elkader, 70
England, 87
Eryops, 185
Euoplocephalus, 66, 97
Excavation In Face of Cliff, 67
Exhibition Room, 30, 65
Faces of Bluff Covered With Cherty Fragments, 43
Falls, Great, 111
Fern Trees, 22
Ferry Loveland, 62
Man Stretched Wire Across River, 51, 52
Field Notes For 1913, 72
Figs, 9
Flesh Eaters, 68
Florida, 9, 177
Fluting Beautiful, 66
Fog Horn, 174
Fossil Leaves Locality, 53
Fox Hills, 114
Frankfort on the Main, 7
Frenchman, 175
Galyean, Hope to Reach House, 75, 76
John, 76
Geological Survey of Canada, 2, 14, 15, 21, 33, 48, 53, 68, 69, 80
Gallery, 12
And Paleontology, 114
Germany, Made in, 68
Gibbs, Mr. Hugh, 26
Gidley, Mr., 22, 56
Gila Monster, 60
Gilmore, C. W., 22, 56
God, Creative Power of, 65
Goldsmith’s Poem, 170
Gorges Deep, 115
Gorgosaurus libratus, Lambe, 58, 59-60, 75, 107-110
Gothic Towers, 72
Gove County, Kansas, 70
Granger, Mr., 58
Great Northern Rwy., 111
Gryposaurus, of Lambe, 68, 73, 75, 118
Hadrosaurus, 96
Hall of Fossil Vertebrates, 67
Hall, Steve, Hotel, 52
Haploscapha, 159
Happy Jack Ferry, 94, 102, 109
Hatcher, Dr. J. B., 17
Hawkins, Waterhouse, 57
Head Collector and Preparator, 33
Holland, Dr., 55
Holy Ground, Our Laboratory, 65
Horizon, We Got in a New, 52
Hunting Dinosaurs, 78
Big Game, 94
Ideal Pictures of Edmonton Times, 38-41, 135-155
Duck-Bills, 144, 147
Cretaceous Life, 160-179
Tylosaur, 160, 161
Pteranodont, 164
Portheus, 169
Snout Fishes, 177-178
Iguanodonts, 57
Illinois, 16, 17
Indiana, 17
Indianapolis, 18
Indian Traveled on Trail of, 67
Inoceramus Shell, 25, 177
International Line, 27, 34, 129
Ireland’s Empress, 174
Jackson, Mr., 87
Jasperson, 18
Jehu Rode Like, 70
Jessup, Morris, 25
Johnson, Mr., 87
Judith River Post Office, 113, 114, 134, 142
Country, 119
Kansas, 159, 162, 165
Kansas Chalk, 1, 12, 25, 27, 54, 95, 97, 100
Western, 11, 132
Keewatin Steamer, 93
Kendall, Montana, 116
Knowlton, Dr. F. H., 129, 166
Kindness of Directors, Dr. Brock and Mr. R. G. McConnell, 69
Kritosaurus, 118
Labyrinth of Intricate Gorges, 47
Lady of the North, 3
Laelaps, 57
Lambe, Mr., 30, 58, 61, 62, 65, 68, 72, 76, 88, 96, 118, 120
Lance Beds, 11, 96, 128
Land Slides, 50
Laramie, 11
Lawrence, Kansas, 2, 13, 16, 162
Leidy, Prof., 96, 118
Lepidodendron, 180
Lethbridge, Alberta, 34
Life of a Fossil Hunter, 17, 118
Light Houses, 97
Livingston’s Ranch, 70
London Illustrated News, 11, 169
Loveland Ferry, 96
Lull, Prof., 26, 34
Lusk, Wyoming, 14
Mammalian Remains, 69
Marsh, Prof., O. C., 21, 26, 40, 65, 86, 96, 182
Matthew, Dr., 58
Maud, 156-178, 183, 184, 187
McBride’s House, 76
McConnell, Mr. R. G., 127
McGee, Jack, 49, 52, 55
Dan, 44, 47
McKeon Ranch in Wyoming, 4
McNicoll, Port, 93, 172
Medicine Hat, 132, 133
Miller, Mr., 181
Moa, the Great, 13
Monarch, Under a, 2
Monster Fish, 12
Montana, 121, 129, 135, 142
Monument Rocks, 70
Morophus, 21
Mosasaurian Bay, 164, 167
Mosasaurus, 162, 164
Motor Boat, 85
Mounting Trachodon Skeleton, 44, 64, 65, 84
Titanotherium Skeleton, 14, 28, 29
Two Skulls of Centrosaurus, 122
Charlie’s Gorgosaurus, 48
Moving Pictures, 92
Munich, Bavaria, 139
Museum of Comparative Zoology, 161
Museum of Kansas University, 162
Music Hall, 18
Myledaphus, 84
Narrow Escape When Men Loaded Trachodon, 48
Natural History Museum Paris, 33
Nature’s Heart, 65, 165
Nevada, 56
New Mexican Trachodont, 72
New York, 26
New Zealand, 60
Niobrara County, Wyoming, 14
Nolan, Dr., 57
Northern Lights, 93
Ohio, 18
Oligocene, Sculptury of the, 14, 15
Open Mounts the Process, 37, 58
Oregon, 25
Osborn, Prof. H. F., 25, 150, 153
Ostrea congesta, 15
Outlying Butte, 66
Oxford University, 87
Paleontological Museum, 19
Paleontology, 8
Palmetto Palm, 9
Paradise of Dry Bones, 26
Parks, Prof., 92
Paris, 9, 13, 48
Museum, 134
Patience Necessary in Preparation of Dinosaurs, 64
Pennsylvania, 18
Route, 16
Avenue, 23
Permian Beds of Texas, 75, 132, 182, 187
Peterson, Mr., 58
Petrified Bones of Duck-Bills Poorly Preserved, 63
Photographs Taken by George, Charles and Levi Sternberg, 69
Picture of Carniverous Dinosaur Life, 60
Early Lance Creek Beds, 9
Picture of Centrosaurus, 126
Pierre, Fort, 34, 50, 51, 113, 114
Pillars, Mush-Room-Like, 66
Pittsburgh, 18, 22, 55, 162
Plaster Process of Protecting Fossils, 45
Platanus, 128
Platecarpus, 16
Plated Dinosaurs, 88, 90, 95
Plesiosaur, 175, 177
Pleistocene, 50
Poems, 200-223
Poets Tribute to Soldier Dead, 24
Port Arthur, 94, 172
Portheus, 11, 19, 25, 171
Pose of Saurians, 60
Prairie Margin Slides Down, 42
Preparing, George at Work, 123
Proceedings, Kansas Academy, 94
Proceedings Society, 3
Problem I, The Environment of Dinosaurs, 34, 40, 41
II, How Did the River Cut Its Gorge? 37, 38, 42, 43
Professor Sternberg, 13
Prosaurolophus, 66, 86
Protostega gigas, 21
Pycraft, 11, 12
Pyramids Fluted, 72
Quinter, Kansas, 33, 70
River, Kaskaskia, 17
Ohio, 18
Cheyenne, 5, 10
Red Deer, 25, 42, 43, 54, 68, 69, 96, 114, 116, 132, 133
Milk, 122, 127-129
Judith, 109-118
Missouri, 112, 115-119, 129, 142
Mississippi, 16
John Day, 25
Belly, 94, 98, 114
St. Lawrence, 100
Red Deer, Dinosaurs, 64, 125
Trip Down, 49-53
Big Wichita, 181
Swift Current, 109
Recession of Cliffs, 41
Red Letter Day, 43
Royal Museum, Toronto, 93
Redwood Leaves, 43
Sailors, Funeral of the Maine, 23
Scenery on Red Deer River, 64
Schuchert, Professor, 26
Scientific Men, Mistakes of, 80
Scott, Prof. W. B., 57
Scott’s Famous Poem, 141
Scow Building of, etc., 49, 85, 88, 91
Seamen’s Hills, 14
Secretary Academy of Science, 57
Senckenberg Museum, 7, 9, 98
Shaw, The Ferry Man, 133
Siliceous Concretions, 67
Siren Sounds Alarm, 94
Site, Moved Camp Down to new, 54
Skeleton Platecarpus, 162
Skull of Crested Dinosaur, 63
Soft Soap, After a Rain Like, 43
Soldiers of the Union, 28
Soo Locks, 94
South Dakota, 26
Sphenodon, 60
Stanton, Mr., 114
Station, Milk River, 128
Stegosaur, 22, 56, 68, 94, 95
St. Elmo’s Fire First Seen on Land, 71, 72
Stephanosaurus of Lambe, 65, 67
The Nearly Complete Skeleton, 65
Described, 62-65
Sternberg, General George M., 22
Charles H., 16, 65, 68, 72-3-4, 31, 52, 54, 84, 85, 95, 122, 127
George F., 16, 25, 27, 33, 34, 47, 48, 69, 73, 74, 3, 9, 11-14,
52, 54, 64, 69, 77, 83, 86
Charles M., 16, 27, 3, 5, 9, 14, 25, 49, 51-58, 62, 84, 85, 86, 88,
120-129
Levi, 2, 33, 71-75, 45, 45, 49, 54, 14, 124
Charles H., A Collector for Fifty Years, 27
Charles M., Discovers Trachodont Skeleton, 43
Steveville, 73, 77, 52, 78, 102, 133
St. Louis, 16
Storm, Great Thunder, 70, 71
Styracosaurus, 101-102
Story of An Old River Bed, 14
Of the Discovery of Charlie’s Trachodon, 5
Styracosaurus, 102-107
Summary of the Geological Survey, 68
Superior, 94, 93
Sweet Grass, Montana, 34
Swift Current, 88
Teeming East, 16
Terre Haute, 17
Texas, 75, 181
Theropoda, 68
Timber, Destruction of, 18
Titanotherium, 14, 27, 28
Trachodon, 57, 62, 79, 84, 118
Found by Charles M. Sternberg, 67
A Swimming, 34
A Feeding, 39
Description of, 39, 40
Death From Carnivore annectens, Marsh, 41
Trail Cowboys Traveled on it, 67
Princeton, 67
Trees Palms, Redwoods, Sycamores, Figs, Magnolias, 33
Trego County, Kansas, 16
Triceratops, 33, 81, 104
Trip to the East, 16-19
Pittsburgh, 66
Washington, 58
Philadelphia, 57
Toronto, Canada, 93
Tübingen, University, 25
Turtles, 68
Found by George F., 77
Tylosaurus, 13, 160-162
Tyrant of the Everglades, 75
Under Ground Channels, 63
Union Jack, 3
Uintacrinus socialis, 165
United States, 3
National Museum of the, 55
Upper Cretaceous, 13
Urn, Carving An, 129
Utterback Specimen, 4
Vandalism, 176
Valley of Red Deer River, 35
Milk River, 129
Vassar College, 162
Victoria Memorial Museum, 2, 7, 9, 10, 14, 45, 53, 125
Venus, 38
Verdegris Coulee, 129
Vertebrate Paleontologist, 61, 80, 176
Paleontology, 24
Fossils, 33
Views of Old Paleontologists, 8
Vulcanism, 112, 113, 115, 129
Ward, Dr., 166
Washington, 22, 56
Weed, 110
We Explore Dead Lodge Canyon, 49
Weiland, Dr., 26, 176, 177
We Spy Out the Land, 53
Western Kansas, 150
Williston, Dr. S. W., 26, 176, 177
Wilson, 166
Wonders of the Permian, 180-199
Work on Charlie’s Gryposaurus, 72
Wyoming, 35, 96, 122, 149
Yale, 26, 95, 176
=“THE LIFE OF A FOSSIL HUNTER”=
IS OUT OF PRINT.
I own the electrotypes, halftones and copyright and will publish a new
edition on receipt of a hundred subscriptions at $1.75 each postpaid.
CHARLES H. STERNBERG,
_Author_.
A few extracts from Reviews of “The Life of a Fossil Hunter.”
=Chicago Herald, March 20th, 1909.=
“Any body will instantly feel the spell of interest in Mr. Sternberg’s
autobiography ‘The Life of a Fossil Hunter.’ Mr. Sternberg writes
simply, unpretentiously, entertainingly, and there runs all through his
book a curious union of scientific devotion and religious reverence
that is as unusual as it is charming.”
=San Francisco Argonaut, June 5th, 1909.=
“There are few hunters of live game who can tell so good a story, who
has seen so much adventure, or experienced so many escapes. Such a
record would in any case be interesting, but it becomes fascinating
from the exuberance of its style and hearty enthusiasm that animates
every page.”
=Boston Living Age, March 20th, 1909.=
“His name, as affixed to his specimens, is the only witness to his
labors which will remain after him, except the work of three sons whom
he has trained to follow in his footsteps; but he has been happy and
his single-hearted story is a book to renew our faith in man’s capacity
to work for pure delight in work.”
=Interior, Chicago, June 17th, 1909.=
“But he not only stuck to his self-imposed task but raised a whole
family of boys, every one of whom took to fossil hunting as a duckling
does to water. Best of all, to the Christian reader, it will seem the
author kept his faith in God and the Bible unimpaired, and his pages
are full of ascriptions of praise to the Maker of heaven and earth.”
=Lawrence Gazette, March 8th, 1909.=
“A remarkable book. The author has a way of telling things that is
charming because of its simplicity. He uses scientific terms only when
necessary, and a child could read and understand this book.”
Transcriber’s Notes.
Italic text is indicated with _underscores_, bold text with =equals=.
Small/mixed capitals have been replaced with ALL CAPITALS.
Evident typographical and punctuation errors have been corrected
silently. Inconsistent hyphenation/spelling has been normalised.
The author’s use of “Carniverous” (carnivorous) is retained as is the
use of both “armored” and “armoured”. Instances of lilly/lillies have
been corrected to lily/lilies. Likewise butress/ed/es to buttress/ed/es.
Transposition of the illustrations for figures 35 and 38 has been
corrected. An errata slip noting the error has been discarded.
A single footnote has been placed after the paragraph from which it is
referenced.
Other errors addressed:
page 19 “delved like Vulvan” corrected to “delved like Vulcan”.
page 45 “as were the bones, checked” corrected to “as were the bones,
cracked”.
page 123 “securely to the crest” corrected to “securely to the skull”.
Fig. 31 (a photograph) in the list of illustrations was incorrectly
described as “Drawing of skull by Weber” The description has been
amended to match the caption “Skull of Chasmosaurus restored by Weber.”
page 90 “the moment it was” changed to “and the moment it was”
page 24 “On times eternal camping ground” corrected to “On Fame’s
eternal camping ground”. Misquoted from “Bivouac of the Dead”.
page 201 Erroneous text discarded (in italics).
you will see there what I had learned up to the time of writing, the
process by which fossils are made. _I ing, of the process by which
fossils are made. I all fossils._ I found here in the Belly River
Series entirely different conditions.
page 172 “McNickels”; page 229 “McNickle” ; page 93 “McNickles”. All
corrected to “McNicoll” (Port McNicoll, Ontario).
page 17 “Waskaskaia”; page 230 “Waskaskia”. Both corrected to
“Kaskaskia” (Illinois river).
pages 93 & 229 “Keetewin” corrected to “Keewatin” (Passenger liner
operating between Port Arthur and Port McNicoll).