ten o'clock
But two storm-driven men upon a raft do n't separate until land is sighted . Gloria , at least , was in her present plight comparable to a shipwrecked sailor of little skill and less resource . Hence , what was to be , remained to be seen . At ten o'clock the air was sun-warmed and sweet . Half an hour later the genial day was made over by the high wind trailing vapours into a chill bleak sky . They had climbed to fresh altitudes ; the timber through which they progressed indicated that a height of at least seven thousand feet above sea-level had been passed . They passed through groves of the thin-barked tamaracks , came at the base of a rugged slope to scattering mountain pines , which reared into lusty perfection on bleak , wind-swept levels , where many of their companion growths were beginning to run out in dwarfed , twisted misery , and came to a rocky pass through the mountains where on all sides the red cedar , the juniper of the Sierra , throve hardily among bare boulders , crowning the lofty crests like a sparse , stiff , hirsute display upon the gigantic body of the world .