Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1898-07-28
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Falls and our train stopped few
minutes to enable us to 20 and gaze
upon it as the day WAS waning. In
the clear, rare air distances are very
deceiviug. You look at a mountain
that appears to he only few hun
dred yards, or perhaps that many
feet away. and no higher than a wo-
man could throw a rock over the
top, yet you'll be amazed to learn
that it is 20, 80, or more miles dis
tant and many Thousand feet high.
AS darkness crept over US, we yet
peered out Of the car windows at the
towering heights that reached to-
ward the stars.
At about 10 O'Clock on Sunday
evening, July 10, we arrived at
Banff in the Canadian National
Park. Had Il splendid supper at this
elegant hotel, which is about Il mile
from the station. Owing to the
darkness we could not see much of
the beauty of this famous resort, but
the few glimpses that we caught con-
WINGED US that it was a; charmed
spot. Expect to see more OF it on
our return trip. Again we return to
our coaches and seek repose, nearer
to heaven than we were the night be-
fore, as Banff is 4, 500 feet above the
level OF the sea. 1T seemed as If we
had reached the original elevations
OF the globe and lett far below us all
the turmoil, strife, misery, discord,
toll and murmur Of Il busy world.
To retire amid the solitude, gram
deur and sublimity OF these surround
ings we could not help but feel with
the poet that
"Stin are these rugged realms; cen pride is
hushed;
God seems more grand; crumbles into
DUST
Our iron steed began to move at
about five o'clock next morning.
Many OF our party rose earl y to have
a look III the grand mountain seen
cry, which like an ever changing
panorama passed before our eyes as
the train glided along. We can not
describe the magnificence, grandeur
and sublimity of the scenery. 1t
must be seen I o be appreciated. Not
one mountain but an apparently
endless array of them raise their
massive ice and snow-streaked sum-
mits heavenward. Innumerable cool
crystal streams, fed by the eternal
SHOWS higher up, leap down the
mountain sides, foam and eddy as
they rush along over their rocky
he Is, now dashing headlong over a
cliff or ledge, forming a pretty cas-
cade, next whirling with maddening
fury through a narrow gorge, again
expanding into a silvery lake set like
a gem in the mountain side. Purer
water was never seen. And the air
itself is pure, clear and invlgorating,
laden with the fragrance of the pine
woods.
We arrive at Field, 81 miles from
Banff, in time for breakfast, which
Was served in the Mt. Stephen House,
an elegant hotel managed by the
Canadian Pacific railway company,
not far from the base of Mt. Stephen,
a stupendous mountain which our
guide books say rises to the height
Of more than 5000 feet from the rail-
way, carrying a huge glacier on one
OF it's shoulders.
After leaving Field the railway fol-
lows the course Of the Wapta or
Kicking Horse river until Golden is
reached, where it's waters is mingled
with the Columbia which comes dash
ing down another deep valley, thence
forth forming a wide and rapid
stream. Nearly the entire distance
through the mountains the railway
follows some water course. The lit
tie drop OF water is the engineer that
has found and paved the way for the
railroad through The interminable
canyons and mountain passes. -Oc-
casionally We see an excavation high