The Baltimore County union., 1880-10-23
LETTER FROM DAKOTA.
1.-The following letter. written by lady cf this
place, who sPen, portion "f the past sumner In
Dakota, will be found higLly entertaining:l

just m agine me cieAiy three ui.cs f"m hair pint
and shoe biac! ing s,th but ohc house "a sishi
save those belonging a. the Farms. no evticace o
life far away. ihc scream of the locomotive
Picture boun lr.,. trccicss, grey green and gold
| prairie with - htiI"h that abruptly dips into q
| sea Of "oats, pes. beans and barley" au'l ambcl
grain, and ainy si~ck in the center. still con
fused by the long journey. with eyes yet aching
with the endcR,"r u measure these vast DISTANCES
| but for all that intUbitaby. 10 IL l.
We took the steamer Atlsntic from Buffalo en-
route TO Duluth. uur party of four, Judge NJ, Mrs
| NJ, son aud .eif. So"n after We me, Mr.. =. and
daughtcr-chaiining lc"pic--ir.m Boston. and by
tacit agreement the t~o parties became one ill the
end Of our steamer trip. The Atlantic is y fine
boat, neat. well furnished. with n captain who 10.
spires confidence in his skill to manage his craft
aud crew. 4. for the passengers they are the
regulation io,ihc people who travel in their best
| clothes; thc female correspondent with n note
book aud n semi. paralytic husband u German
and wife who sit day after day without speaking
an unpleasant child or so; loud-voiced, back
woods party with the jaundice. The women wear
pounds of cheap jewelry, the men saucer their tea,
have four kinds Of dessert and headache for din
ner. Two pretty young girls travelling alone
There is n white. faced, haxcn haired Yorkshire
| girl In long black velvet gown with yards and
| yards Of Spanish lace wound about her throat
The sly puss soon won the sympathies Of the gen
| temcn OF the party into whose ready ears she
poured touching tale Of Loneliness. n lover, n
cruel parent, Aight across the sea, the uncertain
ties Of tho lor soyagc and Of friends awaiting her
at the mines. She sweetiy took their consolation
| and advice with nm artiessness touching TO be-
/ hold. But alas "the poor young English girl
turned the tables and proved 10 be the best Of
travellers and an arrant smuggler beside. and bade
her sympathizing friends goodbye with 6fty yards
Of the best black silk snugly tucked away in the
tail Of that velvet gown.
| From buffalo to Cleveland the route lies close 20
low banks lined with vineyards. orchards and
sloping pastures, comfortable and common place.
The water Is lovely, Of n pale pure bcryi tint
against which In the light Of the full moon the
white rails Of the siow.moving ships shine like
fairy wings.
must tell you that have discovered an anti.
dote To sea sickness-knitting and salt goldfish In
alternate doses. When forty miles out Of Cicvc-
land We had some rough water. Every ono had
| disappeared-for n nap. Miss y. and encamped
| in arm chairs In the ladies' saloon. She pale, /
equally pale. but determined. At every iurch I
| set my teeth firm and knit vicously for n minute.
Near By was a cabin boy cleaning his lamps. lie
| east one ba!eful eye them, the other with
| u glare that said. "that swell will fetch en-
wouldn't have gone under then for any consider
alton. We "a, there for what seemed an age while
| that dclnoniacal boy grinncd and chuckied ovc-
our misery. Al last Miss r. went to take nap.
and oh the mournfui smile of the boy. Soon after
the stcwardess stopped 10 say. "Oh. Miss. but You
/ 10 inoh stch. mc ucip Nuu W souE tthtc-tunuis
Thanks. Annie" said ], ''therc is nothing the
matter: am perfectly well--that IL. ain'osf per-
fcc,iy we'll. But with n gasp, "can you bring
| the n piece of salt Goldfish 2" "Codfsh 20 muttcrci
| Annie. suspccting iunacy. while that boy uncon-
sciously upheld huge lamp In his right hand
/ while awaiting the denoHsRcnf. A quarter square
yard Of Goldfish appeared on dinner platter. One
bite made "Richard himself again - The mourn
/ ful boy he,l.
We spent several hours riding through Clcvc-
| lanl ani did full justice 20 the handsome Euclid
avenue. Nearly u day was given to Detroit. a
pretty city with lovely china stores and shops Of
rare lake curiositics. Hut such n horror Of u
Park. u papcr.littc enclosure that ought TO be
| written with little "p." The day very hot.
pee on the boat. and large access Of passengers.
| whom We naturally look upon as interopers.
| At the Sault Sante Marie tho scene changcs.--
| Low pines. frs and white birches limo the rocky
shores, on which crouch squalid huts swarming
with half breeds. Farther on arc Indians fishing
| among the sharp rocks of the Rapids. II lis won
derful with what skill that erect figure guides and
balances the frai birch bark toy in the boiling
waters and what splendid big white fish his CON-
| rads pulls out for supper.
Now VIC are on Lake Superior, no land In sight.
The therm omcter has fallen 500 in less than two
days. No more chats on deck, the hanging
| baskets are taken in and We hover around the
| radiators. Some one tells ghastiy tales Of ship
| wrecks on the Lakes where ladies have been found
| A woman, they say, " strong. can live fftecu
| minutes In these icy waters. I look out through
| the windows and try 20 fancy the cruel creep Of
the waves rs they said to those poor creatures
| "home. friends and life were yours but you ara
mine" Then call the stewardcss TO put another
| blanket In my stateroom.
There cone days Of bright sunshine. The light
fingers in the Northern skies till nearly ten o'clock
The crisp cool air stirs tho blood like wine. From
the pilot house @eiook down upon the softly
waters Of Kewenaw bay and sigh over the Pictured
| Rocks passed In the night. While the Atlantic
discharges her freight We explore the tiny fishing
villages. buy Indian curosities. peep into the
| copper works and rambc one perfect morning
through Marquette. quaint on high ellis gay with
bloom. Ir and out VIC wind through the Isles ol
the Apostles. past the old church founded by Pers
Marquette two hundred years ago.
One morning wakened by shout, "Du-
iuth 10 in sight" The metropolis Of the West that
was to be and 10 not lies asleep before Us, not q
beauty when asleep. certainly not improved when
awake liasty toilets. good.byes. the eight days
of steamer life arc over and here begins long
ride Of nearly 400 miles "into the far-oh land o
the Dakotah.." For miles the road follows th'
course of the 81. Louis River with It's daiie. o
falls. The pitchy black water dashes over gre,
rocks In and out of tamarack swamps. into whose
cover,s the wild deer Zee as We pass; Indian
dance about their camp fires and the bright eye
Of the little ones peer up incuriously into ours.
"
have u squaw cook-and good cook she was.
Suddenly the great plains Of Minnesota appear
Here great reaches Of virgin soil, gay with count
less flowers new and strange. gorgeous golden sun
flowers with soft brown eyes. glowing dicks o
| lavender with MARION heart. acres spiked will
amethyst bloom. and sweet wild roses everywhere
miles Of fresh, black upturned sod. sea Of wheat
| Weary eyes close to open next morning In time q
bid good bye TO Minnesota. lazily sit listening
| 10 the meiodious voice of an English officer IL
command Of force Of Canadian mounted polie'
| bound for frontier duty. What marvellous tale
he tells Of daring adventures in the Rocky Noun
tains. and how thoroughly afraid Of him Sittini
| Bull must be! I ask no questions and below
everything he says+it saves so much mental wea
and tear. turn and look up into n familiar face
Mr.. u. has come out from spiritwood to meet US
| His CHEEKY good morning banishcs sleepines
and we all sit up and begin to take notice one
more.
| We are drawing near 10 Fargo, the boundar
town Of Dakota. aud In few moments will eros
tho Red Riverof the North. thrill runs throug
inc. We arc 10 enchanted land. Asa child ha
dreamed Of the river famous In song. romance an
story. I saw the mystic river, silver threa
winding In and out Of wild rice marshes ciaspin
tiny emerald lakes In close embrace. saw Oh
brave French missionaries carrying In one han
the lies Of France In the other the Of Chris
saw the wild Assinoboin with poised arrow wate
the far-of flight Of the wild goose. Isaw the Re
River voyagcur ship his oar and turn TO catch Oh
: Angelus chimes from the "turre,s twain" Of swes
ST. Boniface. With hasty cry 20 the scribe "
, rush ga aasse 20 the roar platform. The trai
Il crossing small bridge. moment Of suspense
Some one asks. "liow soon shall VIC reach Oh
. river ?" "Ths," said our friend mildly, "is th
Red River Of the NORTH One look, u cry Of dc
rision and dsgusted party tumble into the ca
, Beneath us narrow stream Of muddy, dingy waite
creeps sulkily In q canai.ii channel. Some sa'
,, windtosssd elms and pert box elders straggle u
and down the low banks. Close at hand Wa
| .htt.h....s n nina ho.rd w;ves aStdene