| The home of the Red Gods | (Frontispiece) |
| | OPPOSITE PAGE |
| On the trail (from a painting by N. C. Wyeth) | 16 |
| The Author doing a little washing on his own account | 32 |
| "Mountain on mountain towering high, and a valley in between" | 48 |
| One of the mishaps to be expected | 64 |
| "Bed in the bush with stars to see" | 80 |
| "We may live without friends, we may live without books, but civilized man cannot live without cooks" | 104 |
| When you quit the trail for a day's rest | 120 |
| In the heat of the day's struggle | 144 |
| Nearing a crest and in sight of game | 160 |
| A downward journey | 176 |
| In mid-day the shade of the pines is inviting | 208 |
| Getting ready for another day of it | 224 |
