The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-12-04
THE BOOMING WEST.
Rudyard Kipling Sorry He
Didn't Invest i'm Seattle.
BRITISH coLUMBIA's FUTURE.
Never Was the World Undergoing Such
Wonderful Changes as Today
The Rise of New Towns.

The gull shall whistle in his wake, the blind
wave break in fire;
He shall inlfli Gods utmost will, unkncwing
And he shall see old planets pass and alien stars
arise.
And give the gale his reckless sail IN SHADOW OF
new skies;
Strong lust OF gear shall drive him out and hun
ser arm his hand
To wiring his food iyom a desert rude-his foot
His neighbors' smoke shall vex his eyes, their
voices break his rest;
He shall go forth till South is North. suilen and
dispossessed.
He shall desire lonliuess, and his desire shall
bring
Hard on his heels a thousand wheels, people,
and Il king
He shall come back on his own track and by his
scarce cool camp,
There shall he meet the roaring street, the der
rick and the stamp:
For he must blaze a Nations ways with Ratchet
and with brand,
Till on his last won wilderness an Empires bul-
The Forelooker
From Yokohama to Montreal is u long
days journey. and the forepart uninviting.
In three voyages ont of five the North Pa
citic, too big to lie altogether idle, too idle
to get hands about the business of q
storm. sulks and smokes like 4 chimney;
the passengers fresh from Japan heat
wither in the chill and clammy dew dis
tills along the rigging That gray monot-
ony of sea is not at all home-like, being as
yet new and not used to the procession of
keels. 1t holds very few pictures, and the
best of its stories-those relating to seal
poaching among the Kuriles and the Rus
sian rookeries-are not exactly fit for
publication. There is man in Yoko-
hama, who, in previous life, burned gall
Icons with Drake. He is q gentleman
adventurer of the largest and most re-
sourcetul-by instinct a carver of king
doms, a ruler of men on the high seas and
an inveterate gambler against Death.
Because he supplies nothing more than
seaiskins TO the wholesale dealers at home,
the fame of his deeds, his brilliant fights,
his more brilliant escapes and his most
brilliant strategy will be lost among sixty
ton schooners, or told only in the mouths
of drunken seamen whom none believe.
Now, there sits a great spirit under the
palm trees of the Navigator group thou
sand leagues to the south, and he,
crowned with roses and laurels, strings
together the pearls of those parts. When
he has done with his kingdom down there
perhaps he will turn to the smoky seas and
the wonderful adventures of Capt.
Then there will be tale to listen to, for il
it not written:
Away, by the land of the Japanee,
Where the paper lanterns grow,
Aud the crews of half the navies drink
In the house of Biood-street Joe:
At twilight when the landward breeze
Brings up the harbor noise,
And ebb of Yokohama bay
Swings charterng through the buoys,
In Corstadts naval dining roOms
They tell the tale anew
OF an open sea and a running fight
When the Mistral took the Northern Light
And the Stra!sund took tho two.
But the first touch of dry land makes
the sea and all upon it unreal Five min
utes after the traveller is ON the Canadian
Pacific railway train at Vancouver there is
TO romance of blue water, but another
kind, the life of the train, into which he
comes to grow as into life aboard ship. A
week on wheels turns a man into part of
the machine. He knows when the train
will stop to water, wait for news of the
trestle ahead, drop the dining car. slip into
a siding to let the wsst-bound mail go by,
or yell through the thick night for an ex-
ira engine to help push up the bank. The
snort, snap and whine of the air brakes
have meaning for him, and he learns to
rattle of loose lamp and the ugly rattle
of small stones on q scarped embankment
between the "Hoot! tootP' that scared
wandering cows from the line and the dry
roar of the engine at the distance signal.
In England the railway came late into a
settled country. fenced around with the
terrors of the law. and it has remained
ever since just n little outside daily life-a
spey 20, ha bod
along with its hands in its pockets
and straw in it's mouth. on the
heels of the rough-hewn trail or log
road-a platformless. regulationless ne-
cessity; and it is treated even by sick per-
sons and young children with familiarity
that sometimes affects the death rate.
There was q small maiden, aged 7, who
honored our smoking compartment with
her presence when other excitements
failed, and it was she that said to the con-
ductor. when do we change cars?
want to pick water lilies-yeliow ones"
A mere halt she knew would not suffice
for her needs: but the regular fifteen
minute stop, when the red-painted tool
chest was taken off the last car and new
gang came aboard. The big men bent
down to the little Impudence. want to
pick lilies, Ell? What would you do if the
cars went on and took mamma away, sis?"
Take the next train" she replied, "and
Tell the conductor to send me to BROOKLYN.
l live there" But, s'pose he wouldn't?n
He'd have to-" said Young America, "I'd
be q lost child"
Now from the province of Alberta to
Brooklyn. u. $. A. may be 5000 miles.
A great stretch Of that distance is as new
as the day before yesterday, and strewn
with townships in every stage of growth
from the city OF one round house. two
log huts and Chinese camp, somewhere
in the foothills Of the Selkirks, to- Winni-
peg, with her league-iong main street and
her warning newspapers. Just at present
there is an epidemic Of politics in Mani
toba, and brass bands and notices of COM
mittee meetings are splashed about the
towns. By reason of their cioseness In
the States, they have caught the contagion
of foulmouthedness, and accusations of
bribery, corruption and evil-iiving ara
many. 1t is sweet to find little babv-
city, with only three men in it who can
handle type, cursing and swearing across
the iIlinit1ple levels FOR ali the world al
though IL were a groyn-up Christian
center.
All the new towns have their own wanna
to consider. and the first of these is rail.
way Ii the town is on line already
then q new line 10 tap the country: but AZ
all costs line. For this il will sell its
corporate soul, and then be very indig-
nant because the railway before which II
has groyeled rides rough-shod over the
place.
Each new town believes itself to be a
possible Winnipeg until the giamor of the