The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1882-05-13

grand, spacious and elegantly finished. Away
from the hotel, mot too far but just far
enough" surrounded by grand old oaks and
saloon for gentlemen, where all can "smile and
smile" while listening to the sad sea waves as
they roll upon the shore beyond. The grounds
around the hotel are charming, beautifully
laid out and thlckly wooded with oaks, pines
and other growths OF great age, from whose
branches like weeping willow, bangles a
greenlshtinted moss. In strollng around the
cultivated portions of the grounds and follow.
ing the winding walks or drives one is struck
with the artistic grandeur and fitness Of
things" that greet the eye at almost every turn
The style Is after the manner of the English
landscape, gentle undulatons of surface, and
the natural lines seen in forest growths
Wherever large trees are standing the surface
from the trunk outward until lost In the
smooth surface at the border of the walk or
drive. Opposite the hotel In .all directions
but especially the front entrances, beautiful
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almost every hue and color greet the eye.
THE BAY
of Monterey is u magnificent sheet of water
some twenty miles or more from point to point
and delightfully."- adapted for boating purposes.
One long, bold sweep of mild, gently sloping,
clean, white sandy beach, frlnged with a
creamy, ripping surf and all the very perfec.
ton of bathing place, with bath house and
bathing pavilion, magnificent in design and
the completest establishment of It's kind on
either coast.
The allurements OF shore and grove are
something virgin and realm of romance
Where nature failed art and wealth supplied
the want. But if there is any one spot more
beautiful than another in this region it IS
CYPRESS POINT.
start out along the Carmelo road, says some
writer, "and take the path through the woods.
Climb the hill, and resting on the flower be-
decked turf surrounded by ferns and groves,
take in the view. Adown the wooded slope,
carpeted with a..profusion OF flowers of all
colors under the sun, the brown, barren-look-
ing moorlands of the Salinos PLAIN rising and
falling like an inanimate sea of mOtionless
pillows, with here and there bright emerald
patch of some small, we'll titled farm shining
like rough.set jewel. The sombre Gablian
range, with its serrated ridges and dark clus-
tiers of pine woods, mellowed down with u
filmy haze enshrouding Its base. On your
left you Will see the blue waters of the bay as
smoothe as lake, crescented with the lofty
Cruz range, Its plne.feathered ridges, the white
sands upon which the milk-whlte foam creeps
and crawls with a siunous motion like some
huge levlathan of the deep, surely the Bay Of
Monterey is the NAPLES of the New World"
iand the whole panorama such as an artist
you enter well shaded road, and here and
there catch glimpse of the grand old Carelo
range, and then on, when suddenly there
breaks upon the view a panorama OF sky,
ocean and woods. The broad Pacific is only
distinguishable the from heavens above Thy its
glittering sheen, as the sunlight plays upon
its heaving brest Anon, a little snowflake of
foam dances on the molten surface, as one bill
low, more playful than the rest, shakes Its
snowy crest, or the white sails of a ship ap-
pear, as swan-like she glides along the water.
The weird forest, with Its gaunt, ghost like,
black pines, moaning in harmony with the
ceaseless roar of the waves as the breeze plays
through the branches. Enter the forest here,
and as you pass through the tlowery glades,
the fragrance of the shrubs and song of birds
fall pleasantly on the senses. Pass on, and
crossing an open space of green turf you enter
another grove the sun-hecks through the
moss.hung and bearded trees, creating pleas.
ant, subdued light, such as is met within the
ancient ministers and Moorish alcanzars of
Europe. The picture produces an nvolun
tary thrill of delight and from the storehouse
of the mind rushes flood of memory OF child
hoods days with its ancient legends Of en-
chanted groves and fairies. A few steps fur.
Their and the mystical grove is reached and
crossed, and you gaze with rapture on the
beauty OF the sea. Surely, Gods World, beau.
tful as it is, can scarcely show fairer spots.
LandWard, the lmpenetraDle cypress groves,
silent rs the pyramids, mystical as the sphinx,
the gnarled gray trunks supporting the golden
green branches-O fit haunt for departed
spirits Merlin, or a slumbering cot for
a child of Cain! The sicrras of Santa Luca
droop into the sea, brown, barren and velvety,
like some dustbegrimed tome in the library at
home, uninviting on the outside, but contain
ing untold riches under its gloomy and for.
bidding garb. The ill.starred Marc lifts It's
dome.shaped head with threatening aspect,
warning mariners Of the dangers of rock
bound coast. The dragged spurs jet out H.
to the ocean, and the playful breakers, as they
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