River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1899-08-24
Cast Up by The Sea.

CAMP CAPIToLA, CAL, Aug. 10, 1899.
The Good Book tells US that Abra-
ham sat in the door of his tent In the
cool OF the day, and one can but wond-
er what Sarah was doing-if she were
getting supper on a single burner oil
stove, arranging the meal on dry
goods box or preparing the bed of
straw on the ground, or swinging in a
hamm ock under the trees near well,
it matters not at this late day--f0r
we OF modern times improve on the
old, and our stove does quicker work,
even though we cook our meals one
thing at time; and oh, how good it
all tastes!l No wonder they lived to a
good old age, living as they did, out in
the pure air OF Heaven.
We are campcd for ten days out
ing at the mouth OF the Sequel river
where it enters the ocean four miles
below Santa Cruz. We eat aud sleep
here, but the days are passed on the
beach, where, laying down, our heads
pillowed on the beautiful sand, we
watch the incoming swells which
break with such terrific force close by,
and famed by the soft sea breeZes we
grow brown and browner until our
mothers would not recognize US, but
as surely gather new vigor for the
days OF work which are to come after
these idle hours.
The sea HAS been very rough, and
for the past few days predictions of a
tidal wave have startled the campers;
these fears occasioned by the six
shocks of earthquake which occurred
in three days; but this lovely morning
finds us all here and the camp is full
of life, hustle and fun.
At eleven o'clock the bathers are
out in full force, and it affords much
| pleasure to those OF US who prefer
watching the antics OF old ocean bat
Ting with the invaders OF his king
dom as we'll as to those who enjoy the
salt sea waves. Surf bathing is more
popular than the bath house near by
1t is veritable heaven to the chill
dren, hundreds of them rolling an6
being rolled by the waves, sometime:
so strong as to throw them far up on
the sand, and oh, the castles ano
dreams that are built and written on
it's smooth surface, only to be dissolved
by the next breaker. Poor old ocean
We mortals are more than satisfied
with our weekly wash-day, but con
stantly HIS foamy waves tell of the
inward commotion in the big tub
and the rush, swish and roar as he
sends his spray away up on the beach
causing hurrying BILE among
those so quietly enjoying the scene
| gives thought that he would like tt
| give us all dip. In the distance car
be seen the fishing boats by the score
and their white sails blend into love
ly picture in the clear sunshine ant
deeply, darkly, beautiful blue' of the
waves. One was nearly caught in the
breakers yesterday and the youne
mems faces were white as they land
ed. Beyond the breakers, how safe
it is, either on the Pacific or the ocear
of life" Salmon have been running
ever since we came and the boats re
turn loaded; one weighed thirty-twC
pounds. We are brainy lot of peo
pie here, judging by the amount O.
fish we eat. We went out a mile or
the beach at o'clock yesterday fol
shells and moss, and to see the cliffs
so wonderfully formed, stratas o.
shells of many kinds running alont
the whole distance, fifty or sixty fee
high.
We are hungry again so goodbye.