News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1888-08-02

On the U. P. R. R., in the Desert, ION HumbOl
BaSin) of Nevada.


MONDAY, 2 p. M, July IS, 1883.
The New England Excursion of
| Teachers are about 500 miles from their
destination, San Francisco, which we
expect to reach tomorrow morning.
The outward journey has been one of
delight from beginning to near the end.
We are having good day for crossing
the desert which so many dread. The
Humboldt Mountains at quite a distance
from us, have surrounded our broad
plain all day. An occasional Indian, of
the ShOSleOn tribe, sometimes with a
squaw and papOOse stands statue like at
the stations as we pass, in all his native
lazineSS. Captain Bob presented himself
at the last station. The PinteS also
appeared.
Our whole party spent three days in
the vicinity of Denver, Col. The first
day we went out 80 miles into the Rockies
up Clear Creek, through Golden CITY, a
partially abandoned mining town, and
the Oldest in the United States. built up
in 1913. From here the railroad winds
through deep canOnS, Georgetown. and
on via the celebrated Georgetown via
duct and loop where the railroad crosses
its own track over a high treStle and
rises 500 feet to Silver Plume. one mile
distant.
Here the mountain sides are covered
with miners holes leading into the in
terror of the mountain from which great
quantities of rich silver ore is taken out
and carried to Denver where it iSreduced.
Our party entered about 1000 feet into
one of these tunnels and brought out
specimens of the ore.
Idaho Springs, famous for its hot and
cold soda and iron springs, is visited and
its waters tested with great satisfaction.
Another day is spent at Colorado
Springs, visiting the celebrated Gard
Ell of the Gods " and Glen Eyrie. No
attempt will be made to describe these
wonderful monuments of red sandstone,
which tower up, often in a single shaft,
to height of nearly $50 feet, the results
of natures carvings. Our carriage drive
leads through ManitOu, the Saratoga of
waters, and are guided through the grand
cavernS of the mountains, among beau
tiful StalactiteS and StalagmiteS, while
the guide plays America, etc, on the
pipe organ of stalactiteS, natures own
production, the oldest organ in creation.
a drive through the Cheyenne canOns,
a climb to the top of the Seven Cascades,
and a scramble to the summit of the
mountain where Helen Hunt Jackson
was buried, close our explorations in
this region.
Instead of going with our train over
the Union Pacific from Denver to Ogden,
party of about forty (called = kickers' .
by the Union Pacific Officials) deter
mined to pass through the wonderful
canOnS OF the Rio Grande and meet our
train at Salt Lake City. In order to do
this we had to give up our comfortable
palace sleeping cars. as the Rio Grande
is a narrow gauge; but we were well
repaid for our sacrifice. For thirty miles
or more we q. e. those who were smart
enough to get aboard, for there were ac-
cOmmOdatiOns for only so of the 5O0)
rode on observation cars, with nothing
above or on the sides to interfere with
the outlook. Words cannot express the
grandeur and Sublimity of these deep
mountain cuts. AT one time we pass
between slOplng mountains green with
Verdure TO their SUBMITS; through mar
row gateWayS with pillars brown or red
on either side which seem to reach to
the clouds; anon, huge towers frOWn |
down upon US from height of 800 feet |
a SilVery rivulet drops from far up on the |
rocky side; the rocks are cut into |
strange forms and features, rivaling the |
Old Man of the Mountains himself. But |
why attempt to describe what is indie |
ScrlOable? You must see it for YOUR |
selves; the artist cannot paint it. the |
cannot picture it,
We pass over the celebrated hanging |
bridge-hanging to braces resting upon |
each side of the canon and meeting in |
the middle, a famous exploit in engi- |
neerlng; over shelves cut into the side |
OF the canon, with the rock hanging over |
US; finally over MarShall'S Pass, nearly |
II 900 feet high, by the winding road |
GunniSOn CanOnS to Salt Lake |
City. a. IL. CAMPBELL.