The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1898-06-25

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tances by water, even from Victoria
and Whatcom to be ground in this
mill. The second fall drops down
straight clear across a wide deep
! stream, but after this drop the river
is crowded into very narrow chan
nels by the huge massive rocks
which form a beautiful little island
in the midst of this swirling mass of
tumbling water On each side the
river channels are only a few feet
across, the water crowded into such
narrow spaces, comes rushing down
with such force and fury that huge
round "potholes" are formed ia the
base of the rocks. These two sep
parate channels are cut down, oh,
so deep! A little bridge spans the
chasm from shore to rocky island,
and across to the opposite shore.
This island is only huge moss
grown, fern decorated rock. Below
il the water from both channels
unites with a terrible commotion; a
little further on, just few rods, the
Des Chute river flows quietly into
the headwaters of Puget Sound. AS
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why / had never heard of this beau
tiful fall. Niagara is sublime,
Suoqualmie Falls grand, the Bridal
Veil on the Shasta range is fairy
like, and as lovely as fine lace, but
Tumwater Fall is beautiful beyond
comparison. l was delighted. OF
course there is no comparison at all
between this fall and either of the
others mentioned, for each has
grandeur or beauty not possessed
by the other.
About this picturesque spot is
park in which numbers of deer look
at you with wild eyes; elk which
lift their huge bodies and wonder
ingly look at you; bears who climb
great heights and stare down
serenely at you. A fish ladder for
the salmon is built from the sound
up above the higher falls. This lad
der is series of resting places for
the salmon which before the spawn
ing season seek the fresh, quiet wa
ter in which to breed. At this sea-
son, which is the spawning season,
the fish are there in such quantities
that one could walk across the river
on the backs of the fish. They some
times leap from the water into boats
where they are captured They tell
me this for the truth, but We not
seen it done.
After few hours spent at the
falls we drove all around the pretty
little city of Olympia. | likeit bet
ter than larger ones. The city is
built all around the headwaters of
Puget Sound, and when the sun
shines it is as beautiful as dream.
But the sun does not shine all the
time. I've taken six trips on the
sound and have had gray or rainy
days, for all but one, and that trip
" IS in the night.
We drove down to take the 6:30
boat for Tacoma, little passenger
boat called the Multnomah. Had
lovely trip, for met an acquaint-
ance who introduced me to her
friends, party which was coming
to Tacoma to attend the commence
ment exercises of the Tacoma Train
ing school. went to the eXer-
C SEES but was too tired to enjoy
it thoroughly, for rising at half-past
FIVE. riding three hours on the wa
ter from Olympia to Tacoma, being
out sightseeing all the afternoon,
and the heat in the theatre, made
me sleepy. was glad to get home.
Yesterday afternoon we went to
the Old Church, which was built in
the early days of old Tacoma. A
portion of the town first settled is
called Old Town.
The little church is st. Peters
Episcopal church. 1t still has a
rector and Sunday services. The
church proper is very small, being
built in what carpenters call rail
road style-boarded up and down.
A tiny. little stained window is over
the altar. But the chief popularity
of this little structure is the spire,
which is lofty tree, ivy covered
from base to top, on top of which is
the bell which is rung by wheel.
Tiny ladders are up the side of the
church and over the top, while
longer one reaches the top of the
tree. The ivy completely covers
the tree, or rather stump, as it has
no branches. The vine or stalk is |
about eight inches in diameter, has
grown up into the tree trunk the
ivy comes sweeping down and has
grown right into the church, pry-
ing off the boards. In other places
tiny green slips of ivy peep from
the roof. We did not know where
to find the janitor, so, entering the
vestibule, which was open, we all
took turns on our knees peeping
through the keyhole, This little
glimpse showed to be true what we
supposed from the outside. 1t was
very pretty and quaint. We went
further down the street and saw
some very strange curios, but as my
letter is growing very long, will
close, tho I've not done justice to
Tacoma. Must say, however, that
/ never at all realized the grandeur
of mountain until / beheld Mt.
Rainer rosy in the setting sun,
from the beautiful harbor of Tacoma |