The Newtown bee., 1904-07-22
TRIP THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS
 GRANDLY BEAUTIFUL,

AOA 0S Cu0 1Ossu CAAASo O UuS Wdl4 OA the cliff, and we look down hundreds of feet into tlae beautiful valleys be- low, we forget all about the risks we are taking and are almost sorry when we have again reached the lower level. As our train moves on we drop into a valley where irrigation lecturers are at discount for they get from 40 to 45 inches of rainfall in winter. We are in country of hills, mountains and valleys, and on all the hill sides the live oak fourishes and throws out its wide spreading branches unStintingly. Thousands of acres are under inten- sive cultivation and thousands more are awaiting the coming of the van westward. We have reached coun- try where the apple tree is cultivated and the Bellefleur and Newtown pip pms are the most popular for the Eng fish market. for they are shipped across the continent to New York and so on to England.
 We have followed along until we are in the Salinas valley and are nearing our point of destination. The sun is slowly sinking behind Ia mountain range as we reach the town of that name, 8 tOwn of much importance from commercial standpoint, as we'll 66 dk 1VulUu101S ouu 01SO lOl portance as sugar beet section, where the SpreC,Eels Sugar Beet factory, the largest in the world, crushes, in the busy season, 5000 tons of beets daily.
 The contour of the whole country through which we are now passing is greatly varied with valley, plain, can- yons and mountain, which, with the great live oaks uhickly massed on mountain side, and occasional cotton woods along the water courses makes a most beautiful panorama as we pass along. Passing San Miguel we see San Miguel mission, founded in l797 by one near the track and as we pass by, hav- ing studied up about it in advance, we are better prepared to grasp the situation. We were told that at one time there was an aqueduct eight miles long, and an adobe wall l5 feet thick, two miles long, surrounded the buildings and plaza, and the mission itsels looks as If it was built to with stand the centuries. The people in the surrounding country sell several million bushels of wheat and quanti- ties of butter, eggs and wool, also An gora goats. The cattle pens, frequent ly seen as we pass stations, tell the ob- server that quantities of live stock are grown on the large ranches for trans portation to other markets. Just be- through an exceedingly fertile valley, extending back from the bay of Mon- teray to the foot hills.
 IT IS PAJARO, THE CENTER OF THE
 APPLE INDUSTRY
 of the Pacific coast. It is 8 o'clock, evening. when Santa Cruz is called by the conductor, and we were soon. com fOrtably provided for in one of the pleasant homes of the city. In the early morning we were out to take our first look of the city. Its name, given when under Spanish rule, means, '"The City of the Holy Cross." It is built on narrow headland at the northern back on the terraced foot hills toward the blue peak of Loma Prieta, rising 42OO feet above the level of the sea. It has population of 5000, has nine churches, eight public schools, High school and many private schools. It also has a .$2O, 900 library, the gift of Andrew Carnegie. Powder works, among the largest in the world, are in canyon three miles from the city. At the time ofathe Spanish American war threats were made to blow them up and United States troops were stationed around them for protection. We were long enough in the city to familiarize ourselves with it, strolled along the ocean beach, one of the fin est on the Pacific coast, made the cir cult of the city on the trolley and met many pleasant and cultured people, among others Bishop Nichols, now of the Diocese of California, who was once rector of a church in New Haven, and in his college days when private secretary to Bishop Williams of blessed memory, oft times visited NewJown and attended at our Trinity church.
 He recognized me and among other questions asked, who was the man with heavy bass voice that used to lead the music at Trinity. When told it was William B. Prindle, it all
 came back to him. Our visit finished
 we were met by Rev George w. Foote, a cousin of Mrs Johnson, and taken a seven mile drive to his pleasant home,
 "Hopedale Farm" that lies in one of
 many similar valley bowls to be found among the Santa Cruz mountains. Our six days stay with him and his good wife was most delightful, and along with all the rest it brought us into closer touch with nature, than any spot heretofore visited, because here we are with the
 BIG TREES OF SANTA CRUZ MOUNTAINS, the great redwo forests of California,
 the "Sequoia semper rivens," cousins Of the SeunOiaS Of the SierraS and in