Los Angeles herald., 1907-01-27

We hail great man or woman with
a parade and before this parade we
have hung our streets with pretty
flowers and banners, but family re-
tiecting the colors OF the sunrise.
In the MONDAY when the sun is at
its zenith we dare not look at it, but
see everywhere it's reflected glory. Is
it not so with the great of this world?
Sunsets Are Glorious
And then at the end, when the sun
is set, it is the death of every day. All
the bright colors of dawn, monday
and evening are reflected, and even
after the sun has gone down beyond
, the horizon line it leaves a mighty
monument in the still lighted clouds.
Only we build stone monuments that
are cold and hard beside the rosy hues
that tell of the sun that had gone.
Sunrise and sunset are magnificent
from this point and truly raise air
castles.
But to return, for luncheon is to be
served at the tavern. And now l can
realize the hunger of the person travel
ing over snow, and the tavern does
look so good, standing out in a rain
bow OF colors, for the sun, jealous of
the snow man who is receiving all the
attention, is fast melting his rival, and
the drops of clear water reflect his
glory in many colors.
After dinner in the old log cabin
style, we again start out to make our
way up the trail to as near the summit
as possible. Mount Lowe summit is an
impossibility in these days and we
make our way with much glee over the
trail within sight of the little log
cabin. and there stop and have our
pictures took" in all manner of poses,
shades and forms
The afternoon soon passes and we
again make our descent, this time as
the sun is setting, making the trees
that showed forth against the blue sky
black against the radiance of the set
ting sun. Down to the snow line, a
last handful to again throw at that
poor conductor and we have left the
snow.
Again at Echo mountain and a lit
tie later we are to realize the scene
told us in the morning, for soon that
! panorama that is bathed in warm sun
set glows will deaden and night will
come on One by one we see the lights
shine forth, the stars above and the
electric lights below. Here and there
they show forth. until all is dark and
We see the great eagle one mass OF
/ pulsating lights. over there, South
! Los Angeles is the head. Tho wings
are the southwest part of the city, and
! Boyle Heights and East Los Angeles
and Garvanza form the tail.
SearchIieht Reaches Far
Now we see the mighty searchlight
seeking it's way into the dark recesses
and traversing the country for miles
around. A little later many of the
| lights go out, but the eagle will show
forth in light until the coming of the
sun again.
Now down the incline again, the
| searchlight playing over the little cal
and then the mountain, and now anC
then giving a view of the great cav,
erns. Some again settle down in theil
seats until one can barely see theil
heads. this time only one little scream
and we are off, soon to take the cars
we know so we'll on our streets, anC
are whizzed past villa homes into
Pasadena, Garvanza and onto the wei
lighted streets of the city that only
a short time ago helped to make that
wonderful eagle, which once seen viii
never be forgotten. We look back al
the mountains, so far away and lofty
and can hardly realize that we have
been there and have made a fifty-milC
round trip to the height of 5000 fee
above that ocean that we could SCI
and are again back in the humdrun
Of the city with only a memory OF
the wonderful snow.