The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1902-11-07

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of giving it to our readers:
! Los ANGELES, CAL.
DEAR Lorraine AND THE Boys
| / wrote your mamma some time ago
that would write and tell you some
thing about the lighthouse down at.
San Diego.
/, 1t is called the Point Iona light
house, and probably the finest view in
all of the southland is obtained from
the Point Iona hills and the little
/ balcony of the light tower. Well
might you call it study in blue and
gold. AS you look of at the cities
and towns in the blue distance clus-
tering costly, confdingly within their
cups of blue hills, under<a blue sky
| softened with feathery white clouds
as fluffy as the breast of some sea
| bird, and around about the turquoise
waters of the quiet bay and the deeper
sapphire sea, you feel as if looking
at some great big blue print touched
with gold. Where bit of mist hung
over the sky the landscape beneath
| lay in shade darkened by purple
the hills and trees they were touched
with gold and made the high lights of
the picture until it all had warm
look and there was no GOODNESS left
in the picture of blue.
You will certainly exhaust all of
your, adjectives the first time you
look, every body does. then you can
but gaze in silence at the beautiful
panorama spread out before you
miles away, and through the wonder
full purity of the atmosphere it seems
as if you could hear a bird call from
the blue distance. One that sees this
view can never forget it.
/ You read of the Naples blue, but
surely it has found rival in the
waters of San Diego bay. AS far as
the eye could see out towards the
horizon, low blue hills come down to
the sea, their soft purpling shadows
only making more beautiful the azure
of sea and sky. Out over the hump
back hill in the distance the groups
of houses are huddled together like a
flock of sheep, while nearer the water
front are the towns of San Diego and
National City.
!, The long arm of the Coronado
peninsula reaches out as if it would
like to gather into it's embrace all the
smiling waters of the bay. In look
ing off to this point the eye first sees
the great white pile of the Coronado
, hotel, whose red roof can be seen
, from almost any point; then the cot
} tages grow fewer and fewer until it
seems as if they come right up to the
water reeds ia the marsh. Beyond
the hotel are the white walls of the
tent city and on and on towards the
east and south ramble the low blue
hills, running down to meet the white
capped sea, whose restless breakers
CONTINUALLY dash and splash at their
feet in clouds of the snowy spray.
Off towards the south are some
islands belonging TO Mexico; one is
called the dead Mans Island, for
the reason that it resembles figure
on tomb Or sarcOpEagus. You can
see the forehead, brow, nose, and
chin, and the hands crossed-even the
tiny mound that looks like the candle
| in, ho pot ut he foot
From certain points the likeness is
striking and you have feeling of
awe as you look at it, for it seems to
be giant mummy wrapt in shroud
of mystery, floating, drifting out to
sea.
On clear days Catalina Island can
be seen, its gray blue peaks standing
out against the azure sky.
The first lighthouse in the San
> Diego port was built In 1854 AID for
81 years it flashed out it's beacon
; light of warning aud guidance to
the good ships that sailed that way.
But after a time something seemed to
be the matter. Complaints were
made from time to time that the lights
were not always burning. Investiga-
tion discovered nothing wrong with
the light and the keeper could be de.
pended upop TO be At his post, sc
what was the trouble? Was the tower
haunted? But finally the mystery
which after all was like most myster.
les. and really had its explanation il
> a simple little thing-was solved. The
light tower was too high. and in tn.
distance, with only the sky for back
ground, the twinkling light wa, mis-