The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1881-10-19
OVER THE COBBLES In
IDAHO.

inexperienced in coach riding.
In this country the dust holes are
more elastic, and recent increach-
ment more viciously than any we
lever rode over. The cobbles are
hard and closer together than on
Iany road we ever travelled over. We
were worked up to that pitch before
lmorning when we hit them, and
turned up side down, end for end,
that we could hear them laugh with
Iglee as we passed along. Many
times they would get us on the
wing and keep us in the air, and bat
our either extremity, and keep us
lgoing from seat to roof and from
roof to seat, like a weaYer's shuttle,
with the exception that we did not
go the same way every time, but got
the same treatment.
At the Widows station, II am.
we were nearly frozen; got a good
lunch. We crawled into the coach
to freeze and grunt, but the sun
came and the wind and cold forgot
to leave; in the language of some
eminent scholar sit was a most
miserable night" We are now
jumping along, and have twisted
over hills and gullies until striking
the Snake River we fonnd beautl-
Iful stream. Passing down the river
we made turn that revealed to our
astonished eyes the finest sight we
ever beheld. It is a series OF jets
and cascades of water leaping and
living from under the upper lava
stream, and flowing into the river
Some look as if they fell from nifty
to 100 feet. Farther down the river
Ithey taper down to but a few feet
fall. These burst outs occur at inter
walls for near a mile. 1t looks as
though they would number a thou
sand of these jets. From the geo
graphy of the country, to me II
appears the jets or cascades are the
outlet of Lost River, for it sinks
about seventy-fve miles Tor there
, abouts northeast, as near as L can
: locate it.
. Island, which, in a playful man
Iner. hides the mischievous lava
r boulder in the road.
U The Salmon fall reached we are
iolted down to breakfast, not the
Ifalls-they are natures fish trap, and
the whites and Indians improve the
opportunity. The driver gave us
some full gown story about the
falls and fish, but he gave US one
about taking trout out OF river with
a common hay pitch fork, weighing
twenty to thirty pounds. l believed
= everything he said except the one
!. but the handle got croSSWayS IN my
/ throat and would not go down.
l. Leaving here we took to the
. bluffs. A ridge we 60 way up would
come near blufing timid person
E The ridge is about twenty to thirty
]. feet wide. On top, on the left, is
deep, ugly ravine, with very steer
}, lsides. On the right is the Snake
D. River away down perpendicular
% Tor very near bank between 800 tx
% 500 feet, which. a morning like this
,e so cold, does not look inviting. How
is the wind blows and the sand flies
o For this kind of weather it is per
I: fec thy delicious. We have an occa
sional glimpse of sage. .sE
Arriving at the ferry on the Snak
- we cross and indulge in more sand
+ dust holes and cobbles and NOR
z sage. While driving down the rive
! the hardships of Bonneville came t
D nv mind. Time, whip and wheel
= brought us to the Mountain Home
lit is a beautiful spot and offers
good substantial meal well served
which we need. This morning GU
companion made the remark tina
he did not think it was as cold as b
has done ali the way. While W
would be shivering he was Away
cheering us with, "Why, it is pei
fectly delightful, not at all cold,
etc. When l asked him to call tn
roll of his wardrobe he began wit
two pair of socks, two pair of pants
two pair of drawers, three shirts
Il two undershirts and three coat!
We told him we would freeze wit
nothing more than that on. ii
. looked at me as I did at the drive
about his fish story.
At G o'clock am. we reache
Boise. It is a very pleasant place
~ good soil, well watered, and plent
u of wood. Leaving there we crosse
over to Pyette River, and down tn
valley about fifteen to twenty miles
it is thickly settled, and goo
farming handsome alkali. If sui
fcient means were there, a cana
), could be taken out, and thousand
of acres of valuable land brOugh
under cultivation. The river Is
beautiful stream of crystal water.
70 We crossed Frazer River abou
10 pm. At daylight next mornin!
= we saw stakes along the road, whic
proved to belong to the Oregon lin
drumming from Baker City to conne(
with the Granger line. Baker Cit
is in one of the finest valleys on tn
~ lime, timber coming down tn
I'D mountains into the valley. Th
greater portion Of the valley o
the east side, is short of water.
I omitted to mention that the roa
lis lined with Drairie schOOnerS frOI