, 1890-09-18
A Region Of Grand and Mag
nificent Scenery.
BEAUTIES OF KETTLE FALLS
Some Pleasing Incidents Of
Journey Made by Mrs. Custer
and Mrs. Bubb.

pleasant incidents connected with
1t. Never did two lone, lorn women
start out with less idea of what they
were going to see or do ard return
40 rich i'm pleasant memories and in-
teresting Information.
The general superintendent took
us In charge and beguiled the way
with stories of varied railroad ex-
periences, and also looked to 1t that
we did not lose single point OF in
tcrest. His good example was fol-
lowed by everyone we met on the
train, or elsewhere, and we soon
began u feel like two very well-in-
formed beings 1t was difficult to
realize that the road had been In
operation 40 short time, when we
saw evidences of so many well es-
tablished Industries and counted the
numerous stations, all wearing an
alr of busy prosperity, the saw mills,
brick yards, pottery fields, lime
kilns and farms, all looking as If
they had been going on a long time,
with plenty to do.
Pretty groves, so unusually free
from underbrush, clear streams, and
charming bits of scenery delighted
the eyes, while the ears were taking
In ali the Information they possibly
could.
About Dragon creek there were
curious boulders, and along another
portion of the route-called "the
swamps"--was growth of straight,
slim. dead looking trees--some with
gray moss hanging to them, greatly
resembling swamp growth. III
looked very much as a suddenly,
dried out swamp might'look.
AZ the train passed along the
banks of Loon lake, pretty sail
boat was skimming over Its gently
rippling waters, and added one touch
more to the beauty Of that lovely
little lake.
A log cabin, with its "sheke" roof,
said to have been built by the Hud-
son Bay Company, was next pointed
out. What a "sheke" roof was had
to be explained TO the ignorant ones,
but probably most readers Of the
REVIEW know the difference be-
tween shelSes and shingles.
AS we reached Chewelah, and be-
gan TO see beyond the fertile Col
Vile valley, we were interested in
Indian lore. The fact that at this
season the Indians were gathering
from far and wide to go and pick
hops way Off on the shores of Puget
sound, caused one to mediate cheer
fully on the contrast between war
riors picking hops and warriors out
scalping and burning up settle
ments.
At Colville more friends met us
(for strangers became friends through
their great courtesy and willingness
to give information), and our pur-
suit or knowledge went PLEASANTLY
on.
The site Of old Fort Colville came
In view soon after, and as we looked
down into the beautiful basin or
valley, where this relic Of the Hud-
son Bay Company stands, we could
but begin again on our already we'll
worn stock of admiring exclama-
tions.
On arriving at Marcus we had
very short walk to the hotel
overlooking the Columbia river.
Here we were ushered into IA spotless
and pleasant room to bathe our
dusty faces and rest. The rest con-
sisted principally of hanging out of
the window or standing on an upper
piazza, admiring the lordly river,
with its beautiful cool-looking green
hues, and the towering hills about
II. We soon found that friendly
offices were not to cease, for after IA
comfortable dinner and a little
lounging, we were taken out for "a
drive 10 more points of interest.
We drove past the houses erected
for the boundary commissioners, "
and took al especial Interest In one
whose chimney once was the
''smokestackn Of n steamer which
was wrecked. We soon reached the
site of old Fort Colville,
and "climbed down" from our
high seated carriage tn visit
Mr. Ronald Mcdonald, and look
about the place. Mr.. Mcdonald
was born, he told us, ut Astoria, In
1894, and Is the son of Chief Factor
Alexander Mcdonald, of the Hud-
son Bay Company. He seemed
greatly pleased by our visit, and
poured forth "reminiscences, histories
and funny anecdotes to which we
were charmed listeners. He told us
about his father, and added, with Il
most quizzical look. that he also had
royal blood In his veins, for his
grandfather on his mothers side
was King Cumcumli. (The same
Cumcumli, we suppose, that Is men
fipnaA In Iryipufa "a STORM ul Ha
showed us u journal of his fathers,
kept during his trip with Governor
Sir George simpson, In 1928, from
York Factory, on Hudson's bay, to
Fort Langley, at the mouth of Fra
ger river, a distance OF 3,1Sl miles,
and which was printed In 1872.
His vivid description of the grand
days of the Hudson's Bay Com.
pany quite carried us back to "years
agone," when he gave an unex.
pected climax. Pointing to u cellar
he said: "rhat once was stored full
of good old jamaica rum, but some
how ii ran out"
After leaving McDonald's, our
route took us by the old Catholic
church, built 30 many years ago
aud now abandoned.
Finally we drove on to Kettle
Falls. Again descending from oul
elevated position, we made still
greater descent down n steep hill
side to IA level space some hundred
feet below the plateau we left. Here
Indians were camped, drying sal.
mon. A walk out on the rocky
point projecting up the river re
vealed the full beauty of Kettle