The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1898-08-05

FOr the Sih' Hse
sunday morning finds US speed
ing along over the billowy desert
Wing between the Rocky and
Wasatch mountains, which is of
ssnecial and peculiar interest to
The traveller. On the right, are
the caily colored sparkling Book
cliffs. while off to the left can be
seen the snow clad ranges of the
sierra la Sal and San Rafael
SPARKLING under the rays OF the
morning sun. Beyond Green
River we commence to ascend
.be Wasatch range through Cas-
de Canon, at the entrance of
which stands the towering shafts
ofssndstone resembling immense
castles with their battlements,
bastions and turrets, 800 feet
high. with the flag OF the Repub'
lie floating from the summit. In
the Canon great walls of rock
rise on either side in appalling
grandness, and the tourist is
deeply impressed with the pictur'
.,orose of the Landscape.
Plunging on into the heart of the
mountains and out over Soldiers
Summit we immerge into the
beautiful valley surrounding
Utah Lake, which is a pretty lit
tie lake of clear, fresh water 30
miles long by IS wide and is the
source of the Jordan, which runs
into the great Salt Lake. This
is beautiful valley Of we'll kept
farms. stocked with good cattle
and dotted with flourishing orch
ards amid which are scattered
neat white houses. On down the
valley of the Jordan past Provo,
with Mount Nebo, Utah's highest
peak rising majestlcally above
all surroundings, to Salt Lake
City, the Mecca of the Norman,
that interesting city by the great
salt sea, with her quaint old
adobe houses contrasting with
her solid business blocks and
handsome modern residences.
Back several hundred feet above
the city, Fl. Douglass stands out
in bright relief against the Wa
satch. The sun glistens on the
brightly polished cannon and a
solitary sentinel is seen pacing to
and fro. But the peacefulness
of the valley devoids it ofits war
like look, and you think you are
gazing upon a picture instead of
Uncle SANS strong holds. OFF to
the left 20 miles away glistens
the great Salt Lake, like a sheet
of silver whose bosom is higher
than the Allegheny's. Truly
wonderful and interesting is this
lake whose dead. dreamy, silent,
tideless, slumbering waters are
still an enigma, both to the learn
ed and the unlearned. The great
est object of interest to the visl-
tor, is Temple Square; here are
the great ecclesiastical buildings
and the very seat of Mormanism;
the most prominent among them
being the Temple, Tabernacle
aud Assembly Hall where the
faithful had congregated for the
afternoon services.
AT $3.50 we are off again run
ming around the northern end OF
the lake past Ogden, and on the
Nevada line, following the old
40 trail along which hundreds of
emigrants toiled and died in the
mad rush to CALIFORNIA; golden
land, for miles along over the
Alkali plains of Western Utah.
At Promontory we see where the
Golden Spike was driven by Mrs.
Leland Stanford May 10, 1869,
being the last spike in the first
trans-continental railroad. In
the race for the bonus offered by
the government, between the
Southern Pacific and UnionP Pacific
the S. P. building east from Sac
famento, built 10 miles of road
per day, beating the u. P. which
vas building west from Ogden
50 badly that she gave up the
Face.
AT { 20 p. m. we pass a granite
Shaft on the left and we are in
Nevada. Monday morning finds