The leader., 1900-07-11

We saw Brigham Young's three
houses:-the Lion House, the Bee Hive,
and "Amelia's Palace, the home of his
favorite wife. This much married man
had 10 wives. eighteen of whom he kept
in the Lion House and the Bee Hive.
while the favorite, Amelia, occupied
the beautiful home which Young built
for her, and which Utah millionaire
now rents for 300 month. After
visiting many other places of interest,
among, which we're the beautiful city
and county buildings, | followed our
crowd back to the hotel feeling wiser.
In the afternoon we took one of the
excursion trains for Saltair Beach, on
Salt Lake, where most of the party
went bathing in the Lake, | among
them. / also learned to swim, Mr..
Bowen having promised to keep my
head above water. That was one time
l felt justified in "holding my head in
the air" There we're several pairs of
red eyes after we got on the train once
more, for when the salt water once gets
in the eyes it is no easy matter to get
it out.
A few hours after we got back to the
city, we boarded the cars once more
and we're soon on the way to Manitou
Springs, where we we're to ascend Pixies
Peak.
The morning after we left Salt Lake
City, found us in Colorado with the
Rockies on every side. The scenery
along the whole route was simply in
describable. The mountains in many
places were capped with snow. The
Frying Pan River and several other
streams flow for quite long distance
along the railroad. The Frying Pan is
as clear as a crystal and as the water
comes from the melting snow on the
mountains it is very cold. All the
mountain streams flow rapidly and
with much force and the Frying Pan is
full of large rocks, so when the water
dashes against them the force is 50
great that spray is sent in every direc-
ton. The river is full of beautiful
rapids and rocks and everything that
goes to make beautiful and pic
turesque stream.
Wild flowers grow everywhere in
the mountains, though in the winter
the ground is covered with snow. Our
train passed through a good many
snow sheds sheds with rough walls
built to keep the snow off the track in
winter. Some of them covered about
80 feet of the track. In the evening
we arrived at Manitou Springs, from
whence we were to ascend Pixies Peak.
A cog railway is the means of reach
ing the top of the peak which is A.,
800 feet high We started up the peak
somewhere about 6 o'clock in the even
ing. There are numerous falls and
rapids and big boulders along the cog
road 1t was night before we reached
the top and we could see the lightning
flashing around the mountain, and
when we stopped at our lofty destina,
ton, found snow about three feet deep
A restaurant and souvenir shop afford
ed US a refuge from the cold. Many
of us enjoyed snowballing snowballing
on the night of June 9th. When we
again reached Manitou, the conductor
of the cog-road offered to be the guide
to our cars We visited one of Man
itouS many springs and then started
for the station. The guide began to
appear to be pursuing rather uncer-
tain way and had to admit, finally, that
he land WEI were lost. No one knew
where he or she was or in which direc-
ton the depot lay, and as the time had
already passed the solemn midnight
hour, all doors were closed! But there
were so many of us, near 10, that we
didn't even have to whistle to keep up
our courage At length we all seated
at one of the springs while
went to look for our sleepers. When
they were found we needed no admOni-
ton to rest. | never knew they pulled
out, but found next morning that we
were in Denver. We went at once to
the Windsor Hotel where we stayed
during the three days we were in Den
yer. The first wonder of the city we
struck was Editor Wolfe Londoner's
cyclone cellar" veritable grocery
store and newspaper office under
ground. 1t struck me that grocery
store and a newspaper made a good
The hospitable and jo
vial editor addressed the Mississippians
and response was made by Mr.. Henry.
Mr. Tabor, the poet laureate" also
read a poem-"The Mississippi Girl"
were served amid the
music of the band and songs by some
negroes Mr.. Londoner had collected
together, complimentary to us, no
doubt. Their banjo, guitar and violin
made the occasion festive indeed. In
the evening we visited Elitch's Gardens
and at night the City Park.
The next day we went to a famous
gold mine just beyond the town of
Wards. We passed along the famous
Switzerland Trail over the Colorado q
Railway. Here, as
everywhere, the hospitality of the peo-
abounded and took the form at this
place of a dinner spread under the
trees | did not get to go down into
the mine. The rocks and streams,
falls and rapids all combine to make
the Switzerland Trail one of the most
beautiful routes in Colorado. On our
return to Denver news of the death of
Mrs. III. p. Weiss, whose i'll health had
debarred her from all pleasures of the