Amador ledger., 1905-08-18
By GERTRUDE ANDREWS
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Reservation as our objective point /;
and Sunday morning at eight O'Clock
we started forth. We were dressed
comfortably, for the tramp never
wants to feel that he must be careful
of his clothes. We took a lunch of
sandwiches and cookies in box that
was very easy to carry, and our friends
watched us start from the hotel.
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just one bit OF advise 1 want to
give. the would-be tramp-never be-
lieyN any one who tells you the dis
tance to place. Find it out for
yourself. The distance from the
jackson post Office to the Indian
Reservation was measured for us by
ten different people, and their diff
erent information ran anywhere fl ON
two miles to seven. 1t is really just
four miles. Mr. VOORHEES,, who is a
generous sort of individual, made it
seven. But this diversity of informa-
tion fired our Columbus determina-
tion to discover ourselves.
The walk in the cool of the morning
was delightful, and we kept pretty
close to the path until we reached the
Moon ranch, or just this side of there.
Theii one of us discovered what ap-
peared to be a stone monument in a
field up on side hill, whereupon we
all climbed through a barbed wire
fence to satisfy our curiosity.
The stone proved to be a monument
in its way-a monument to the IN
difference of time-for it was an old
sun dial, which some one had evident
ly built long years ago. We rested
about it for while, and tried to
imagine what the people were like
who had measured their lives by the
suns track on its face. Our phil
osopheI said that it had probably
timed sorrows and joys, births and
deaths. and L wondered if it had not
timed some jubilant gold strike, l
hoped so. The people who watched
it have gone, but time plods on just
the same, marking its daily pro-
gress on the face of the old dial.
Mrs Moon gave US pleasant well
come, and good drink of water from
her we'll. She told us also some of
her pioneer experiences. Her old
home made an appropriate back
ground for her hospitality, and it's
wide porch gave US the same kindly
welcome, Mrs Moon and this old home
have watched the flight of many of
those years which have shone across
the old snn dial-years in which
California has grown to the proud
state that it is.
At the Fleming ranch we stopped
few moments to listen to a modern
phonograph, and that too suggested
lots of thoughts. A band concert
that might have entertained some
enthusiastic New York audience was
now repeating itself away out here
in Amador county for the pleasure of
busy folks taking their Sunday rest.
We leaned up against the fence and
enjoyed it too, before we branched
off to the more picturesque road
that leads to the reservation.
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Mr.. Grist has lived among the In
dians for so long that he has acquired
their same soft tones of voice. And
what a relief it is after the stIident,
nervous voices of our strenuous life !
That reservation is about the best
cure l have seen for many moons.
Mr.. Grist met us with that soothing
good will in his voice that can only
be acquired in the quiet places, away
from the madding crowd, and invited
US to seats on his porch. To any one
who has fallen into all the wastes of
nervousness, l recommend one hour
on that porch of the Indian commits