Woman's chronicle. (Little Rock, Ark.) 1888-1???, 1890-08-30
From Little Rock to Butte City.

received your card, also the WoMAN's CHRoNI-
Gle, with the same feeling that one meets an old
friend.
AS to my trip, a volume would hardly describe
the scenes and experiences of it. Leaving Little
Rock about 2 O'Clock on July 4, we went by Mem
phis to the Great Mammoth Cave of Kentucky.
OF course we went the full length of the long route
through that world-renowned cave. Thence we
pursued our way through the great farming coun-
try to Chicago and onward to st. Paul. The views
were grand We did all the sightseeing possible
in that beautiful country
St. Paul and Minneapolis are wonderful cities.
Leaving there with sigh at parting with my
friends and joining as we supposed strangers we
started on the famous Rocky Mountain trip
through the beautiful lake region of Minnesota,
to be again united at Grand Forks Numerous
introductions and handshakings took place, and
soon we were as one large family. Here we first
met among other educators, DR.. Winchel, geolo-
gist, of Michigan University also Prof. Webb of
Belbucke, Tenn, O friend of yore The
citizens went to meet the train with eighteen CARR
ages to convey the Rocky Mountain club
to banquet and concert prepared by their kind
ness to add to the many charms of our trip. But
four hours late and reached the depot in The mid
night instead of twilight hours. On one car we
had library and postofice on another an office
with writing material, ETC., and one free from all
Offices
We proceeded to DEVILS Lake, where our cars
were again side-tracked; carriages in waiting bore
us to the hotel where an elegant dinner wasserved
us at half price. Then we rode four and a half
miles across prairie to Devils Lake, and were
treated to a steamboat ride across to Fort Totten.
Oh! that ride. But | must not dwell on its beau
ty. We examined the fort, saw the soldiers,
and we ate blueberries from the bushes,
then returned to the steamer and were
borne back over the water to the landing, where
conveyances were in waiting to take us to our
home in the cars. Then to the courthouse to hear
lecture by DR.. Winchell, "Is Evolution Goddess.
For two hours that large audience was
wrapped in deep attention listening to the Won
derful words of our learned friend.
The next morning we parted with our kind en-
tertaners and proceeded across the plains of North
Dakota and Montana. What dreary waste we
passed through, but the railway company was kind.
The dining car was cleared and dancing at "forty
miles an hour" was INDUCED in to the sweet strains
of a violin in the hands OF Master Harry Lane;
afterwards progressive euchre, which the rumor,
"Indians at Fort Assinaboim" interrupted, and
the game was never resumed. The Little
Belt Mountain and the Missouri River, all
afforded views which stopped allindoor sport, even
the Daily Whacker, the club newspaper. We
passed Fort Benton without stop, and were met
at Great Falls by Passenger Agent Hubbard and
citizens of the town, also an engine to give us
complimentary ride up the Niehardt Valley to
Monarch. This was our first ride through canon.
How wonderful those rocks did seem to us. How
wild and wierd the scenery, and how lovely the
flowers. The streams clear and sparkling tempted
the fishers. The artists the geologlsts, botansts,
all found subjects for study and investigation in
this valley, where the railroad had only been COM
pleted two months.
Next morning we saw the Rainbow Falls by sun
rise. They are wonderful. The Missouri is wide