The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1902-09-30

imprisoned in rubber, on which Mr.. D..
so prided himself.
the fire, entertained by music and song
provided by Mr.. Naylor, and Il few reci-
tations and songs by the visitors, while
Mr.. Ross and others OF the party added
amusement and interest by their droll
camp yarns and sharp hits at the ladies,
of which latter your correspondent came
in for goodly share.
In the early morn there was 'mount-
ing in hot haste" and all were eager for
the ascent of the old mountain towering
so grandly before us. What charming
ride it was what grandeur of scenery
as we wound around some lofty point /;
what interesting rock formations; what
delicious breath of balmy evergreens
and an atmosphere as pure and invigor-
ating as earth can give.
Our ever thoughtful and attentive
guides forgot no point of interest; moth
ing that could add to our enjoyment.
After ride OF several hours we found it
necessary to leave our good steeds, and
''Climb with footing nice
Some far-proiecting precipice."
Slowly we made our way upward, paus-
ing frequently for breath, until the de-
sired point was reached, and scene OF
wondrous beauty lay outspread before
us, leaving no language in which to
express its impression upon our view
and memory.
Across the brow of the aged patriarch,
towering still far above us, drited Il
heecy veil OF cloud adding to his mys-
terious grandeur, and in no degree de-
tracing from his splendid beauty. All
angles and crevices hidden by his snowy
mantle, Mt. Adams rests against its
background of blue, golden-tinted in the
sunlight, silvered in the shadow, Il dome
of gracefully rounded and magnificent
proportions. Lower down, however,
rugged rocks are tossed up against the
!
right the well-known "snowplow point"
cuts through the banks of white ON
either side, while at the left huge masses
of lava and stone are piled high forming
as Scott graphically puts it
"Turret dome and battlement
Or seem Enthusiastically set
| In CupOla or minnaret.'
1t is easy to trace faces, figures and
castle towers in these unusual lorna
tons, and in one locality so distinctly
outlined was an aged darkey in swallow
tails and stovepipe hat, standing on
guard over rustic southern church,
that we named him "The ColOred Sem
tinel.'
| Down the sides OF the mountain
dashed streams of crystal water, here
dancing over pebbles and lodges and
anon buried under avalanches of snow
and gravel to find way out again into
the clear sunlight further down, and to
mingle at last with the broader noun
tain stream below. IT was a rare eXpe-
! rience to those of us unused to noun
tain climbing, to sit on a pinnacle OF
rock overlooking this scene OF varied
wonder and beauty; to gaze upward at
the minglinc Of snow and cloud, across
at rugged points and beetled crags and
downward hundreds OF feet into the
| beautiful valley with its ribbon-like
streams and tiocks of snowy sheep graz
ing on the sides OF the lesser hills; to
hear the roar OF rushing water and at
times huge boulder dashing down some
crevice, tearing its way through the
earth for a space, then madly leaping
| into the air to be broken into fragments
on the ledge below, and yet its several
pieces rushing on with renewed speed
| like some living thing pursued by a
thousand furies, until at last lost to
view amid the pine trees in the vale
! below.
The small boys OF our crowd becoming
tired and hungry, the family descended,
leaving the Spokane school ma'am and
the Yakima scribe to finish their sight
seeing under guardianship OF our enter
tanning mountaineers. Most reluctantly
did we at last turn our faces hOmeward.
On starting down, an enormous body OF
snow presented itself. starting at our
| feet and ending lar down the mountain
side, below our waiting saddle horses.