The Newtown bee., 1904-07-22
Could you look in upon me as I an

Could you look in upon me as I am writing you would find me in what my cousin calls 1.-The Cathedral" a space perhaps 30 feet in diameter encircled by row of redwOOds, "A in number, averaging about l50 feet in height, as straight as an arrow, and from five to ten feet feet % many of them them were burned out hundreds of years ago, so that there is room for four men. of my size to stand erect in them and they are still as vigorous as ever. have already spent the great. CT part of one day on foot trail in the mountains to see these giants of the centuries. The eagle and the vult- ure find a resting place in their top most branches, while the quail, the wood dove and smaller birds are con- tent to fit below. The seeing of these big trees will help us in our imagina- tions of what there is still in store for he has seen one cut in these forests from whose stump he has counted 25OO rings, making the tree 25OO years old, and that, from one tree cut in his forest by ruthless invader whom he drove off, he has had cut 3l cords of wood. I stood at the foot of one red wood yesterday, standing in mans door yard, that is 36 feet in circumfer- ence, 150 feet high, that is estimated would cut 50 cords of wood. One pc culiarity of these trees is they are either found growing singly, in pairs, or in circles of 10 or 20. They are eryutenacious of life, as their Latin name indicates, and when one is cut, stumps, and a cluster of 20 or 30 grow a few years, until it becomes case of the survival of the fittest, and the weddings begin to drop out, until re- duced to 15 or 20, they begin to stretch out and in 20 years will show an up- ward growth of 50 feet, with diameter two feet, and with no man destroyer, will keep on growing for centuries. There is room within the circle of this Nature cathedral, where l am writ ing, to stand all the children of our see them all here; it would be an ob- ject lesson they would never forget. Other species of trees are indigenous in these mountains, but
 THE GIANT REDwOoDs IN THESE PRIM- EvAL FORESTS
 outstrip them all. Besides a day of mountain trailing we took a seven mile drive over climb as torturous and wildly grand as anything we had yet seen, winding in and out among the giants of the forests, that scien- lists agree are all the way from 1000 to 25OO years old. Before we reached the divide, we made climb of 1900 feet. Passing large tree, to me 8 new va riety, our driver remarked, "that is Q pay tree, the bay tree of commerce.. It grew alongside clear sparkling mountain stream, with ponderous branches spreading far and wide. l had never seen one before and it re- minded me of the Scripture passage which quoted, "The wicked flourish like a green bay tree," at which the driver remarked that he once knew an old minister, who, with failing eye sight kept plodding along in his chosen work and reading the Scripture lesson one Sunday, read, ''The wicked flour ish like green bay horse," a pause, ives, So it reads" Ia green bay horse, flourish like green bay horse" with great emphasis on the word horse.
 Dropping into little valley below, we stopped at station on narrow gauge road running from Santa Cruz to San Francisco-65 miles distant. In a little glen among the redwoods, the name. Glenwood, fitted we'll. Here we found postoffice with Old Glory floating overhead, and small boys enough who had come out of the bush. es with their fire-crackers, helping to make a continuous line of powder, smoke and noise reaching from the Atlantic to the Pacific, for it is In dependence day, 1904. A lone English man stopping at the place where we are says he is livery happy to-day, be- cause his country gave us our inde. pendence long years ago."
 | Our weeks stay with our cousins 1n l their, pleasant Christian home was 8 pleasure we will never forget. While there are many of THE BEE readers too young to remember, or to have known our cousins ancestry, yet there are others not too old to have forgot
 ten the
 REV GEORGE L. FOOTE, ONCE A NEW l TOWN BOY,
 a graduate of Trinity college, anC | founder of what was once the New | town Academy. His son it is, Rev George w. Foote, in whose hospitable home we are Quartered. He, too, Ont of the pioneers in the early days crossed the Rockies and came to the Pacific
 coast, helping as best he could to lay good foundations for the time to come
 Now, with impaired health and infim
 ities that cannot be overcome, he has
 laid aside his chosen life work, and fol