Telegram-herald., 1889-05-27

n4d wrought such plctIresq ueness
b4t wen ne left tne cascades, and
t4lAulJ u TIE Great kalash4, ls Aas
81 follow the mad career 0f the New
rFef s1ica had, tr0m Us infancy ia
the taroilnas, torn It's patn througa the
mountains. II spite OF tile mlglty
fascination Of TINS valley where lne
rush and roar were deafenng and
every thing seems Ia fury, / would
not have been content ~ remain. /
MAS glad our tran was - long and our
engine - sHlft and strong for only the
po@er Of 4 rylng tram would ia com
meusurate with the forces Ter loose ia
this lone r4vIne. A single person climb
lng these sleeps would look such a pitt
tul slght-sO much what an individual
l. really, 10 the universe Whose laws be
Obeys. Even j War-horse With flaming
trappings Or a pack or hounds IA fun
cry would seem 80 tiny a sight IA these
spaces. THIS = corner OF tie earth
which was shaken into such great con-
fusion ages ago, that II = a sublime
mOckery 10 the little force OF men who
may be trying u restore It 10 order.
To be sure, men were surveying II
twenty years before the war and
Now the hlllsides are smOOthed II
many places Tor huge driye-ways where
the newn trees may be rolled INTO the
rivers Dots OF cabins are huddled
/ around numerous cOalbeds, where
specks OF men are dely.ng for their
| contents. SWarms of men on shore
are angling for the swarms OF rlsh IN
the streams. The IRON stands IN masses
waiting 10 be shipped. sui the valley
/ i rolling n wealth aud most OF It's na-
tlyes are dragging along poorly.
"Ah, SAID the old gentleman, senior,
''these little hills are rlch. Look at
those giant poplars. Those are
trees. When | went over in
/ TO the canyon of the Wye in
/ IN England the trees looked SO dwarfed
and 50 pitiful, / could have wept tears
for them, such little, little trees But
| look at these mOnarchs What would
you think OF getting $3.50 for tree?
| sold my figured walnut for that on the
stump. BY the time the buyer had
carefully tioated il To the market, il
brought the little fortune of $500. The
whole country is on hunt now for a
tree, a wonderful fancy wood, which
was discovered by scout. He offered
To buy II, being refused, he will not
disclose It's hiding place, even 10 the
owner of the land. We guess he buried
| il somewhere under the mound await
ing MS chance 10 float II off. The tree
is valued by HIM at 81 800. All, here
are the head waters of whatthe Virgin
ians atfectionately call the noble
Jeems,' and many service has it done
I this country both IN war and peace
Just here the porter was anxious 10 tell
us about the great fill, at the right
which cost a million dollars, and wa:
| So many feet deep, and was the biggest
| fill-but we never heard the last of hi:
half-articulated information; for
with a regularity which We
| thought entirely unnecessary, and
which would do justice to Crane
| Rapids pater-familias, he turned on the
/ lights full blaze. We knew there was {
tunnel approaching. He seemed tC
/ question the propriety of these mile
and-a-quarter surgeS of darkness anC
sat grinning on the arm of the car-sea
/ enjoying the blaze until we came into
honest daylight again, grinning anc
watching.
BY the windings of the Sweet Briel
waters we still chung to mountains, :,
close on our side as not to be able Il
see their tops, while the valley at tn,
left spread away, a quiet willow scene
! We whirled at sunset past the whit,
houses of White sulphur Springs int
a quiet, beautiful farming country. A
we made railroad toilets and straight
ened our Over-curious necks into nor
NAL position once more, the words o
James Whitcomb Riley kept ringing il
my ears a. if they were penned to sui
this very afternoon in the mountains
They're grand first time you see 'em,
| But they changes by an by;
| An then they stays Jes' that away,
| Jes anchored high an dry,
| BetwiXt the sky up yender.
| An the achin' of yer eye"
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