The Republican journal., 1900-09-06

thought | saw the ocean, and started
hastily down the hill. Suddenly the
sun dispelled the cloud and | beheld
myself going down into the forest on
the opposite side from the ocean, where
all was forest to the submits of the
distant mountains. | retraced my
steps to the summit and started down
on the other side until l caught an I'M
mistakable glimpse of the waves upon,
the shore. Feeling secure l walked
leisurely along until found the brush
on the sidehill leading down the hill in
such tangled mass that was obliged
to go down to the creek and follow the
water course. The canon became
deeper and it's sides more precipitous,
until came to falls 80 feet high. There
were crevices enough, so | clambered
down, and still for quite distance the
fall was nearly ten feet to the rod. l
came to another perpendicular fall ten
feet or more high. The stone walls on
each side were more than ten feet high,
with precipitous banks towering far
above. | should have had to return up
the canon had there not been log
standing near the falls by which | could
descend. A short distance farther and
huge log ten feet in diameter was ly-
ing on one side. thought | could walk
along the slippery stone on the opposite
side of the water, as it was about my only
chance. l passed along the slippery edge
and slipping found the water little more
than knee deep. \ few rods farther and
logs and stone were piled nearly a rod
deepin places. The water flowed through
the debris but reappeared below.
| reached the shore of the bay a half
mile south of where | wished to be, but
thankful to be so near. | saw none of
the wild animals of which they tell me,
but saw their tracks
We hear of the abundance of fish in
these streams but could not have fish
ed very contentedly until / was sure |
had not been mistaken when | thought
| saw the waves on the shore. Had
been mistaken, my only hope would have
been in following the setting sun. which
was so often obscured by clouds that it
was about as uncertain a guide as the
wind in d Dakota blizzard. Next morn
ing, Aug. 10th. started ont across the
sand spit to dig my first pail of clans.
Though spent the first 80 years of MY
life within 20 miles of the Atlantic |
never saw clam dug and doubt whether
any Of my neighbors had or have to the
present time. | often wonder what
people live for 1t would appear, judg-
Ing from appearances. that some live
to work, some to enable their political
party to win, some to outdo til cir neigh
bors i'll magnificent appearances. and
some to convert the world to their
faith. But how few live for the sake of
living. | suppose many Maine people
would think it a disgrace to live as
western people do. Fora hundred miles
liolll tie dClllN todsl tllt 1cdu is llleu
with people seeking recreation. They
camp in tents or barns at night, carry
provisions and a sheetiron stove. and
seem to enjoy themselves as well as the
rich who own or rent the fashionable
cottages. Even the people attending the
Friends Yearly Meeting, held at New
berg, Oregon, camp in tents OF all sizes
and have their stoves and beds the
same as at home
There is about a foot of black soil on
the small hills between Netarts and
Tillamook. Two trees grown together
have cavity under them 10y Is feet