The Great Smoky Mountains lie between Tennessee and North Carolina, a primitive wilderness of virgin forests, fast-flowing streams, sky-tumbling peaks. Clingman Dome rises 6,619 rocky feet in the air.* Besides swarms of game, the woods shelter hundreds of mountaineer families, clannish, illiterate, strongly Anglo-Saxon, who preserve their tradition of armed feuds and moonshine. Six years ago lowlanders who had enjoyed vacations in the Great Smokies formed the Great Smoky Mountains Conservation Association, asked the U. S. Department of the Interior to create a national park on the tract. Congress marked off...
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