Sacramento daily record-union., 1883-09-08
LETTER FROM BLUE CANYON.

EDS. RECORD UNION: I wonder il any
body queries what we soiourners in this little
sleepy hollow have been doing these lorg
bright summer days. ard If any of your
readers care to know that both these hotels
have changed hands thst at the Blue Can.
yon House. Father and Mother Mosher's
genial faces no longer smile welcome
to their hospitable roof that strangers have
taken charge Of the jolly old house and have
remodeled it, till it looks ike country
school girl in one of her city cousin's dresses;
that what a0dS the " Railroad House is
doing a thriving business under new proprie-
tors, new furniture and new nsme-tke
"Glendale Hotel" as the pretentious sign
tells US, though the "Glen and the "Dale" ;"
will have to be imported to correspond With
the nsme.
have thus given the hotels prominence.
for the three meals day and roof at night
are really important items at summer re-
sort. As for natural attractions, the scenery
retains its quiet yet grand beauty; the pine
scented air, the cold, pure water. sill charm
us into health and Happiness. We eat and
grow fat; drink aud grow cool; breathe and
grow well; walk and grow strong see and
grow poetical. The canyons exhibit their
fresh ferneries, the waterfalls drop new dia-
monds. the pine-trees coo to the newcomers
and gossip over the old ones, | suspect, SIS
that seems to be the order of the day. The
visitors, of whom there have been many,
both hotels having been crowded all sum-
mer, get acquainted and grow social or snub-
bish, study or ignore, love or hate each other.
as the case may be. To the credit of human
ity be it said, it is generally the former.
The accommodating house has curtains be-
tween dining-room and parlor, which arrange.
ment makes parlor theatricslF tableaux and
charades favoIife amusement. There is al
ways quartet fer singing, crcquet, or cards,
sometimes for all three, or perhaps an i'm
promptu reading club is discussing book in
one corner of the vine-covered porch, or some
conscientious mortal is writing letters in an.
other. We do everything but work; and it
is absolutely refreshing, in this work-a.dsy
world, to see people forget their cares and
give themselves up to rest, recreation and So
ciability. Friendships are cultivated, as
well ss ferns alas, like ferns to
die with the summer. though an
occasional deep rooted, well-nourished ore
springs Up again in after-time. A gum.
mer hotel is haunted with meetings and
greetings and p4rtings; with songs whose
chords will never again vibrate from the same
VOICES with laughter from Ups WHICH laurn
no more. We who have spent several sum-
mers here, hear the echoes, and they sadden
US we leave it all, and go on long excursions
over the hills to see natures shows. By the
way, during one of these journeys we discov.
cred an amateur Yo Semitic valley, which we
dropped down into by way of
terraced road from our neighboring
station, Emigrant Gap. A wee basin
of valley, with cliffs and an immsnse fi1ms,
for natural and artificial grandeur; dainty
moss grown nook and sparkling stream for
beauty; ferns snd flowers for the ladies';
deer and fish for the gentlemen. and level.
pine-b -bordered, avenualike drives for both
in short, valley quite made to order and
warronted to suit the most fastidious
taste" If any of your readers think
this an exaggerated account. let him just take
a run over and gee. and he will return a bet.
ter, wiser, happier and altogether invigorated
personage.
To return to business prospects, our one
mine (placer. hydrsulic) has damned its de-
bris, and is working on substantial golden
rule basis and realizing fine profits.
TOURIST.