The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1901-08-29
VOLUME XIV. NO. 80.
site Of an immense factory, for the.
making of all army equipments.
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Soon after leaving the triple cities
we met and saluted the est. Paul' and
later the place where the s'Dubuque,''c
another of the Diamond JOS boats,
went down not long ago, was pointed
out. A snag, the chief obstacle to
river travel, was the cause, as will be
remembered of the disaster.
Muscatine, Ia, is the great collect
ing port for the clam-shells, and we
were interested in watching the I'M
loading of these cargoes from the vari-
Gus boats grouped along the shore. =.
The afternoon was waning when we
touched at Burlington where by the
way, we saw some stylish turnouts-
white ribbons on the horses, etc. At
Fort Madison the lights cleaned out
splendidly and at Nauvoo. of Mormon
fame, we could barely discover the
little unfinished warehouse the stones
in which were taken from the temple
erected by Joseph Smith and his fol-
lowers. --
The massive stone locks established
by the government at Keokuk for the
safe passage of the lower rapids we're
traversed near midnight after which
we were sailing along past the Mis-
souri, shores upon our right, though
Illinois still stretching its long length
upon the eastern bank.
A crystal river, green-clad hills,
with apple-orchards climbing in SYM
metrical lines to their SUBMITS, stone
quarry with an incline railway run
ming into the valley below, buildings
in picturesque confusion playing at
hide-and-seek among the hills, house
boats at the rivers edge on one of
which appears the sign: II want your
shells" and standing in the doorway,
typical darkey of the ''olden time"
with shiny, black face framed in sill
ver-we have all seen him in ''Ban-
danna Ballads" This is our picture of
the village of Louisiana in Missouri
and we realize that we are approach
ing the ''sunny SOUTH
The hills advancing to and receding
from the shore.line, now upon the
Illinois side and again upon the Mis-
souri,, eliminate on approaching Al
ton, in the lofty Piasa bluffs, so named
from the monster bird which Indian
tradition says, was killed at this point.
The fanciful, CORFU gated fronts of these
cliffs stand sat in whiteness that
would be dazzling were it not for the
green that caps their SUBMITS and
sends out lines of softening color all
about them. Fine Chatauqua grounds
are located here and an ideal place it
would seem to be.
After Alton, we began to look for the
mouth of the Missouri river, although
the Mississippi had been so stirred up
by an all-day's stiff breeze that we
feared the mingling of the waters of
which we had heard so much, would be
hardly discernible. There is no mistak-
ing it, however, and the floating
islands of mud, at first so distinctly
separate from the waters about, gradu-
ally spread broadcast their discoloriug
influence until the ''Father of Waters'
has truly lost his individuality and all;
from this point is the big Muddy"
One can scarcely gaze upon this trans
forming process without temptation,
at least, to moralize.
Our good boat had been steadily los
ing time owing to the extremely low
stage of water, so that the hands point
ed to 6 of the clock rather than our
scheduled time of p. M, when the
outlying waterworks of big St. Louis
appeared to view. However, the ''Quin-
cy's" officials assured me that the Mem
phis boat ''would still be at the DOCKS"
and as we passed under the ma gnifcent
Eads bridge, the first boat to greet our
arrival was, indeed, the Georgia
Lee" The ''Quincy," in the mean
time, had treated US right royalty,
spreading a fine supper even after we
had sighted the city where all passen-
Farewells we're exchanged with many
pleasant acquaintance made during
the trip, and a quick transfer to the
lice Line'' boat accomplished, where
a second repast awaited US. Though
not in furnishing condition, having
just INDUCED in one square NEAL" L
felt disposed, nevertheless, to sample
Georgia Lees" cuisine, and was sit
ting at the table when who should
appear but Mr.. Keith, of the ''Quincy.''
He had very kindly searched me out in
order to introduce me to the good
graces of Mr.. Maxwell, steward of the
lee LineD boat, and from this mo-
ment the pleasures of the remaining
portion of my trip were assured
- The ssGeOrpia T,ee'' is a stern.wheal