Unto each the voice and vision, unto each his hunch and sign, Lonely geyser in a basin, misty sweat bath ’neath a pine. Unto each a lad who knows his naked soul! Unto each a rainbow arching through a window in the sky, While the blazoned, bird-winged butterflies flap by. It is there that they are going to a region that they know, Where the sign betrays the badger and the shaggy buffalo. Where the trail runs out in breccia midst rock forests row on row. It is there life glides serenely without conduct that’s unseemly, In a land where thoughts and feelings overflow. Quick! Ah, heave the camp kit over! For the Red Gods call them forth and they must go. Let them go, go, go, away from home! On the summit of the world they’re overdue. Farewell! The trail is clear before you When the old spring fret comes o’er you, And the Red Gods mix their medicine once more. Appendix II THE PROBLEM OF “COLTER’S ROUTE IN 1807” It may seem unfruitful at this time to attempt a solution of the problem of John Colter’s 1807 route of discovery in Yellowstone. Many people require no proof of anything cited in the records of such great scouts as Jedediah S. Smith, Kit Carson, and John Colter. Their integrity need not be questioned. Still, it is within the province of the historian to sift and test all of the evidence until the truth falls into place as elements in a jigsaw puzzle. Even myths and legends should be examined for any implications and bearing they might have upon a fact. It is in this light that the following discussion of the Colter discovery problem is presented. This case is entirely hypothetical, since no specific reference to his route has been found anywhere among source material, except as it is approximated upon the Map of 1814.