Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1883-09-29

NIL ana PARK ana valley, In cliff and bowlder, In
every stone and pebble, the dullest may observe
traces Of various minerals for miles and miles
around the central pOint-Carbonate.
AT an altitude OF Ii 900 feet this tented min
| ing camp comes into view. on q shelf on the
edge Of an extensive park. It IL set among
lordly pines and presents a cheerful aspect to
| the foots0re Nature has tagged good space
| In the camp In its own curious way There are
few substantial log cabins and about dozen
tents Stakes are being pulled up for the sea-
| son on all sides. Snow falls to the depth of ten
feet In winter, and patches may be observed in
the vicinity that have survived the piercing sun
OF summer. 1t Is quite hot In August; but
almost daily comes the cold evening shower of
rain or hail, which causes the stranger to don
| his overcOat. There is a post Office here and
another mile and half west OF It. at Gresham
Just created. The latter consists Of six or eight
log cabins on the edge Of a beautiful canon,
| miles around both places. the land is staked out
Into 10 s-acre mining claims, with ten-foot holes
generally-just enough Of labor to hold
them under the law. 1t is not easy for stran-
ger to take ups claim for himself; he must
purchase from some Spectator who holds mere
! ly for sale and not for development. The ''grab
| game" is nowhere more apparent than in Car
Donate and Gresham, greatly to the detriment
OF both. There is good ore here waiting for
smelter and railroad; the news just comes
| from the Night Hawk down about 80 feet. of
S12O ton in gold and silver. 1t is probable
that In such vast field Of mineral deposits
very rich results win follow development in
| time but hundreds Of these claims are utterly
| barren. The mine of the Union Pacific en-
ployes Is worked inteliigently, and promises
well at about 60 feet.
new town site has just been entered three
miles west OfGresham. to be named after the
| con.
The mosquito is here on the snow line in in
creased myriads and yirulence. The absence of
bird life generally is noticeable. A mmming
oird OF unusual size was seen in the Black
Canon. The harmless garter and few others
are the only snakes; none venomous. The
| trout squaw fish and sucker are the only known
| fish in the mountain waters. People fish and
hunt for the table rather than for sport.
Finding that he could not locate a claim In an
eligible locality without risk of interference
with Others and firing Of the everlasting "Buy
| q mine!" or the spectators. TenderfOot Did Maf-
| NIT, the postmaster OF Gresham his considerate
host, goodbye. and started on foot over q
Diazed trail Tor the hot curative springs of
GLENwOOD.
| The distance of about twenty miles being
mostly down hill, the progress of one weakened
by long suffering was slew. Anticipating this,
Mr. Mafftt put up an extra large lunch and q
| pint bottle of tea. Tenderfoot lotered over the
wonders OF the route, over the scenery. the crys-
tai streams, and at sunset found himself in a
beautiful park with twin lakes, from which
many wild deer fed at his approach. Pack un-
! slung, dry wood in quantity was gathered,
dead tree was used for backing and q great,
hot fire soon took away the chill, and rendered
| the darkness on the lone trail blacker. light
supper. and then sleep In blankets. with feet to
the fire. At midnight the fire being very low.
the cries Of wild animals around the camp were
heard ceasing as fresh fuel was added. At
dawn, with half a biscuit and half pint of cold
tea fer breakfast, the march was cheerfully
| taken up, and continued. without water in the
hot sun for some hours
THE LOST TRAIL.
| "You will find water about a mile and half
further on" said the hunter Thirst was felt
severely: mile and a half-two-three were
made with all dispatch-no water. It was high
noon. The accumulations in the parched
mouth were quite hard to expel. The heat was
intense. But how comes it that the trees are
no longer blazed? The path through this terri
| BILE brushwood is very faint, and then ceases
altogether. Better turn back. But is there not
water down in the deep ravine among the trees,
Is not that its ripping? weary climb down.
no water Better climb up again aud seek the
tral-no trail. The top OF great hill is made
with great effort, through brush breast high.
! Shoes are ripped, clothing tattered The secre-
tions on roof and palate are quite hard end pain
full. But now the reward; there flows the
muddy river away below and there is tent
Just showing clear of the great mountain, about
two miles away. Climbing down into a great
|
appeared to be grass turns out to be under
brush; the way is very hard. But there is water
sure enough. half mile to the right. 1t looks
discOlored. but who cares for that2 weary
mistake; provoking: Why fall down so often
Well. the pack Is soft: rest awhile. Those ber-
ries are so sweet and dry, they increase ones
thirst: Now the blessed shower,-oh, how
short! But the sun lie going down-another
effort. The gulch is found to be barred by q
felled tree that tends the precipice-no thor
oughfare. But this rocky hill divides
| the gulch into two; try the other
one. A hard climb up and steep
one down; the precipice again with felled tree
| the sufferings Of those who have persisted of
thirst In deserts and such places. but they were
probably weak-why fall down 80 often? Soles
must be getting slippery as glass. But the sun
n is nearing the mountain top and no moon to-
There are three stakes on hill to the left; it is
a desperate climb to reach them. Water again!
No; the mirage. Avoid the Illusion Lo, the
horseback on the faint Zigzag trail; the earth
and stones roll down the steep; what horse
| that must have been to travel such road! It
turns at last Another weary mile to the right,
but lower down the mountain One slips and
| fails 80 often that smooth -soled shoes are
blamed and despised. The mouth is glued up
almost; the wonderful roaring in the ears
thfa one could sleep if we,e not for
than walking. steep twenty yards, at last the
ripple of the spring. and Tenderfoot forgets the
sinking sun and feels like thanking somebody
| very much indeed as he drinks and drinks.
1t is quite dark as the rocky river bank is
reached. No hunger is fett,-thirst always
| Camping among the powders, sweet sleep to
the deep bass of the Grand river is only broken
by-thirst. hard tramp Of mile next morn
toll-bridge 0en cents for a foot passenger lead
ing to these newly discovered hot spripps that