New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1869-11-13


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10 through o, World, be instructed! The noun
tains are not symmetrical nor do they rise on the
right and on the left Is the canon the least BIZ
like bread-trohgh. On the contrary, you observe
perhaps some hours before the pass Is reached, that
the track has ceased to be straight and that the train
ls making detours, turning suddenly on Itself, and
giving that last car in which yon cit vicious little
Jerks, as If the engine we're big boy playing az
"whip," and your Wahsatch the unhappy snapper
And you find that you are writing and turning and
making Elbows to avoid the foothills and follow
level roadbed For all this time quite unconscious
~ to yourself you have been rising rising, till out
here in Utah you are 1000 5000 feet above the sea-
and you have been ever so much higher than that.
But the ascent is so gradual and the road so smooth
that you would never have knownyou were climbing
up, hill at all had you not once or twice looked
suddenly out Of your window aud caught your big
boy of an engine syy stirring up another bigger boy
to help him in his endeavor TO sling You off the fine.
These foothills lead rreguarly bu at last UP to the
great mountains within which lie the caTlons. And
these great mountains are all spurs and huge riffs,
and enormous TANKS, and giant crevices. And those
on the right run down from the North Pole and seem
to interlink every spur and flank and prong with
those on the left which have hurried up from the
South Pole to enter the alliance. And the canon is
the little narrow, rocky way-worn, perhaps by a
river-down at their very base Iclinging to their
mighty walls and following every gigantic whim OF
approach and retrogresson which has possessed them
I'LL it has outwitted their strength with its subtlety
and comes laughing out into the open again.
THE COMPLIMENTS OF THE ENGINEER.
We we're approaching Weber Canon, craning our
necks from one window and another TO see all the
points of the compass at once, when message
arrived from the engineer, his compliments, and
would any lady like to ride on the engine' Any.
lady would and three did two unselfsh souls OF us
declaring that they preferred the open mail car as
being cooler and quite as asspectabe. Candor COM
pels me say that in respect of heat. smell as OF
the family wash being done in boiling oil, general
cindery flavor in the air. certain cOmpactness of
domestic arrangements so that only half of one can
81. down at time, and pervading knObbiness Of
construction, by means of which all Uncomfortable
portions of ones body are constantly impinged upon
and punched, an engine is susceptible of improve
ment as a Summer resort for quiet family, But IN
respect of an airy situation, ana view it leaves
nothing to be desired. Thirty miles an hour Is the
pace of the shining creature day in and day out
:" She was the first engine into Nevada says her
driver silent, Handsome, stalwart fellow, moved
to speech by the fear that we might not take ID all
the merits of his racer I've drove her every trip,
and there amt another like her. Aintshe beauty,
though ~ Beauty indeed, with her silky-smooth
SIDES her Furnished harness, her proud white banner
streaming on the wind. We asked her name to hold
ID in admiring remembrance, and she had only a
number n / think it was. But though the man
spoke it with pride, and touched 27s throtte-valye
with loving hand, he felt and wefelt that she was
defranded of her birthrght An engine Is even a
more human and responsive creature than ship,
and who would call ship 10, or "a. OF 2,7l6f
rocky wall grim and high, rises stark before Us,
and we rush at it, straight at it, with all the force OF
30 miles an hour A sudden. swift cuIye-in the
dash il seems a right ANGLIA swifter darkness,
fash of binding light and we are into and out OF
tunnel and hugging the mountain side In the canon.
Then for six miles, an open space, tortuous way,
q maze little ledge almost too narrow for the
slender track to cling to, broad platform, roomy
level But whether we run straight on, or double on
our track. whether cling as with prehensile feet
to the dangerous way or skim lightly with verge
enough We look up always on these lofty walls sol
emn with age and majestic with ruins. We find
half-buried Cities and dismanted forts and crumb-
ling towers and the broken sculpture and ornament
of the Titans. We find huge smooth trench of gray
rock it's sides huge regular balustrades of stone,
looking as il it stretched quite up the mountain;
staircase of the giants It's steps worn down with
their mighty tread, and the mightier tread OF the
ages since they we're forgotten The engineer stops
for us TO climb great hill which we do with diff
cnty under this brOiling August sum- laying hold OF
shrubs and stumbling over powders. Reaching the
crest we lie down on the EXTREMIST edge and
look over. Down, down, down, is surglng,
roarina pool and beyond, where 1t has
beaten its fierce way through the rocks, is the river
and SO we know that are almost without the
canon. We stumble down the hill, and q takes US
swiftly through the Devils Gate, into the world
again, and into another canon, and yet another
grander perhaps than the first, and on eyer the
dreadful akai wastes, white to the eye for leagues
and leagues and on again, while the Great Salt Lake
shines and beckons to the South. and on to Prom
ontory, twenty one hundred miles from New-iork
and nine hundred from San Francisco.
CThe historian. in the familiar role OF Polonius:
M, bOuorea lord VIII most humby take my leave Of yOu"
The gentle reader in his great part of Hamlet:
" You could not ST. "'' ITO" me 'n''n'0S '0'' g.
Bet me beg to be distinctly understood as
disclaimng all responsibility for any future Geog-
ranliy based upon my statements. All that have
said we saw we did see but wheR we saw It, and what
came first. and what came last, and where anything
is. except THE TRIBUNE Office will not perjure my
self by declaring After 5000 new miles anu o,VNV
new people, memory becomes kaleidoscope ana OF
every new shake the atoms OF experience cnange
places There is nothing SO confusing but the BOOK
of Numbers. -.
H.- H.
, PRoMoNToRY. ..-.. L.r r......
SAN Francisco, Aug. 22.-We had learned from
the golden lips of oratory, whom we accom-
panied land who explained that if a man was
fallen upon whenever the cars stopped and
ba,ed forth to make speech, @ he must say some