Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1879-08-28
LETTER FROM YANK'S.
YANK's, LAKE TAHOE, Aug, 26,

mere. lOuTlSJ5s tspcCidIly nun 4NCf"uh,
often enquire for it but none come to the
hotel. For near three weeks we (madame
and myself have been camped on the shore
of the lake at Yanks, the most beautiful
place on Lake Tahoe, doing the most con-
genial thing TO our nature, being lazy; so OF
the events and scenes of our pilgrimage |
will write, and possibly some sultry, heated
denizen of the city may read them in an hour
of repose as cool draught from the clear
waters of the crystal lake, and breeze from
the waving pines. When we came Carson
was well represented, the camps of Bicknell,
Hatch and families, the Brays ct al, the
Meder- Startling family, camp No. L, Wilson's,
from Mud Springs, a couple of families i'll
camp No. 6, from Fiddletown, and later
came the circus from Sacramento, consisting
of sixteen athletes with their trained horses
and gided costumes, gay crowd, and their
midnight orgies at the dance hall OF the
hotel was to the quiet outsider better than
circus and can-can combined. But alas, their
stay was cut short by engagements in larger
towns and we lost them and their fun some
days ago. The Bicknells, Meders and Brays
have also gone, but others have come and
camped on the old ground. The new corners
are mostly from the western slope and SAVIOR
of the ranch of Dr. Glenn. A few days since
we visited Emerald Bay, going on horseback
by the trail, and such a trail. soon after
arriving at the ruins of the Holiday House
the Niagara came in and left party of
pic-nicers, headed by that pious old Deacon,
Torreyson. He said it was Sunday School
pic. mic of full grown school marms. While
standing on the old pier, looking towards the
steep mountain side, large limb broke from
an old cedar tree and fell nearly 100 feet to
the ground among some half dozen ladies'
OF course we supposed some were killed, and
hurried to the spot to fad that 1t had fallen
in the very midst of the crowd without in
jury Had any other than Deacon Torrey-
son been in charge, many would have been
killed We left before the lunch was spread
and after many weary hours of climbing over
the worst trail in California, arrived at Yank's
in due time, tired but we'll paid for our
weary journey; for thesceneryat Emerald Bay
is wild in the extreme, and beautiful beyond
conception. The junior editor of the Tribune
has been for some days on the lake and shore,
and after spending few days at Yank's, de-
parted for Carson on Sunday. On Saturday
last We went on horseback o the summit of
Mount Tallac, the highest mountain in this
part of the range; distance by the only course
TO that spot is fourteen miles, by way of Fall
ing Leaf Lake and Gillmore's Springs. The
seven miles to the Springs is over good road,
the balance of the journey over a trail,
crooked, rough, and winding among granite
cliffs and snow capped peaks, cascades and
running streams, and small crystal lakes,
over miles of smooth barren rock with now
and then patches of rank bunch grass, until
at last the summit is reached, commanding
magnificent view of mountain scenery, a
dozen or more of lakes, like gems set in their
rocky surroundings, clear as crystal, can be
seen, and mountain ranges to the east and
west as far az the vision can penetrate. The |
trip is "a tiresome one but well pays for the
trouble. A Government party has placed "a
udS SUdl ana Dllch IL y Oh Jue inquest point; |
what for me no &tbe. Gilmore Springs are
said to be of great medicinal value, and many |
90 there to drink of the sparkling soda fluid |
that comes gurgling up from the granite rocks |
into small box, the only improvement at
the place, save a road to and from the
spot. Old drinkers of Congress water say
that there is no difference between the two
springs, and call Gillmores very 6ne. Mr..
Gilmore, like most of the pioneers of the
Pacifc-prospectors in facts poor and
unable to put it i'll shape for profit to himself
or attractiveness to the public; but it is there
in the solid rocks, and will remain until he
can and will make it the home of the invalid
for the Summer months, and the chief camp
of the pleasure seeking Alpine hunters; for
the grizzly, deer, grouse and quail are plenty
not far away. Old Yank is the ''nick of the
woods of this valley in the mountains. He
is the most humorous as well as the most
wicked old Yank that ever grew up in
the White Mountains of the old Granite
State. He has the best spot on the lake for
a fine hotel, cool, shady and beautiful; the
point of departure for many objects of in
terest, being but one mile and half from
Falling Leaf Lake, two and half from Cas-