The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1894-09-03

nearly a quarter of a mile wide; then at
many points you see deep ravines. ragged
and torn by the rush of waters during the
winter months, and you are Informed that
when 1t does rain the waters rnsh down
the canyon like a cyclone" Not many
miles from the starting point, nestled
away up among the trees on the opposite
side from where you are, you catch a
glimpse Of a modern cottage, and naturally
ask who lives there. Your curiosity is
satisfied with the answer that il is the
country h2me of J. II. BUalt, a San Fran
cisco lawyer, who lays claim to thousands
of acres on that side of the canyon. The
place Is pretty one, where one who
wishes quiet can find it.
Here and there along the windings of
the road is pointed out to you the ZONES
of eep-herders, and occasionally is heard
the bleatlng of the producer Of wool. Then
far up the mountain side, almost on the
ridge, is another home of modern STYLE
That is where, summer aud winter. lives a
man named Crawford, who from his emf
hence can overlook domain of some 5000
acres which he calls his own. At various
points in the canyon there are any num-
Der OF pools, and when you are not more
than 200 or 800 feet above them you can
see the nimble trout swimming to the sur
face TO snap the flies that float on it. If
you have love for fishing it makes you
feel as II you would like to get out and
catch a few beauties for dinner.
The further On you go the more you be-
come aware that you are approaching the
sulphurous region, for the balmy atmOs-
phere becames lmpregnated with the odor
of birthstone and you see on one side of
the canyon what appears TO you to be an
immense bed of limestone, but which you
learn is a mountain OF sulphur, and that
that is the location of the old sulphur
mine, which is as rich as it ever was, but
which for some time past has not been
worked" Then some distance from there
there is deserted quicksilver mine which
at one time gave employment to 300 men,
built had to shut down as prices paid did
not guarantee any returns 10 the man
ayers. The tunnel on the hilltop is closed.
the mill and buildings are deserted and
look desolate. aud the wagon road that led
to them Is overgr0wn with SHRUBS and
weeds. You leave these ruins of more
prosperous days behind, continue on and
marvel at the wonders you see on every side
until three hours and half after leaving the
dale of clover you are driven-the team
tuning from perspiration-t0 the door of
the hotel, aud your journey Is at an end
And this hotel, which is in the form of
an l., is no small concern. 1t is located on
a pleasant site, just opposite the canyon,
III which are the geysers, and not far from
it are several cottages for the use of guests
vino prefer cottage to hotel. One portion
of the main building was built as far back
as the la tier part OF lne HiIies, from lum-
Der cut in the vicinity, in the days when
Foss Clark, the in trepid stagedriver, made
his daily trips over the Hogs Back, which
is on the ridge of mountains several
thousand feet high, and so narrow that
there was not foot to spare on either
side Of the stage wheels.
A trail down The side of the hill leads you
to a winding path, bordered on each side
with evergeens, aud the guide who escorts
YOU. after a short walk, tells you, as you
ascend flight of rude steps, that you are
entering the region of hades. The clouds
of sulphur-laden steam that greet you, the
heat under foot that generates the thick
est soes and the sounds that come from
hundreds OF holes in the ground, all serve
to make you believe that the guide is truth
fu IN his assertion, even If you should
entertain the Bob 1ngersoll ideas OF the
neither regions.
Along the trail your attention is drawn
TO some extinct geysers and a white sub
| stance that Is at tie mouth Of each. You
| are told to taste II, and TO your surprise
! discover that you have been tasting pure
9 som salts from natures chemical works.
| From this point there is a gradual ascent,
| an increase of heat, ana you do not regret
the opportunity that is presented to rest
in the DEVILS Armchair, formation of
| dark rock in the shape of Turkish easy