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BRIDLE PATHS OF THE ALTÁI
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ants had run over it for three minutes it was so impregnated with the strong, pungent vapor of formic acid that I could not bring it anywhere near my face without strangling. The odor, which is that of aromatic vinegar, is rather plea-
sant if not too strong, but in excess it affects the nostrils very much in the same way that ammonia affects them.
About twelve versts from the Altái Station we began to catch glimpses, now and then, of the pale-green glacier water of the Búkhtarmá, flowing through a deep wooded