Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1909-08-31

| COIreSpOuuelCe.J- lulS Is MOTH La
kota day and l made an especial et
fort to register here this day, as
presume did many others whose tie'
or affections bind them to the Gophe
state. But though I registered early
and often I failed to find among the
moving throngs any knew were from
there.
The fair itself, with it's beautiful
buildings, located among natural sur
roundings of exceptional loneliness
we'll repays the long trip made by
most visitors to reach it; but personal
| ly / feel much richer for the exper.
| fences of the trip.
San Francisco, seated on it's seven
hills, and Illuminated from top to bot
ten, is one of the splendid sights
recall, as seen from the Oakland fer
II boat at night 1t was made more
animated by the electric search lights
carried on each boat. These swept
the skies and waters, then fastened
on the large white letters painted
across Goat Island, announcing the
Portola festival in September.
Daylight found our train putting UP
the valley of the Sacramento towards
it's source in the Shasta range.
through the mighty formation stones
Of the mountains, with the clear,
green waters of the stream dashing
themselves into snowy foam at our
feet, and the dark forests looking
sorrowfully down. Passing Chasta
Springs, which tumble for many rods
down the steep sides of the NOISY
fern strewn rocks and looking through
many vistas of fairy like beauty, we
swung out at last on high plateau
above all these and tore along across
mile after mile of sun baked plains
with Shasta itself always in sight.
We we're up about 1000 feet but there
it rose 10000 or more feet higher;
huge patacake of mountain, whose
snow ring had been rubbed of the
ridges by ruthless hands of wind and
sun, but it still lay cold and white
among the forbidding ravines with
nothing of poetry possible about the
bleak, bare outlines.
1t was great fun playing "peek-a-
boo" with the engine while standing
and looking out from the vestibule.
Sometimes one could nearly shake
hands with the engineer across
sharp curve to the right, then it would
dash to the left and nothing of the
train be visible but the next car
ahead, going around some rocky
shoulder, when at last we would be
eclipsed in tunnel.
On the loop" there are two tun-
nels so placed that a freight conduc-
tor in his caboose can see his en-
CINE coming out of No. 2 just below
him before he himself is whisked in
to No. l. I have been through three
and think this story strictly true, but
some way, it reminds me of the Irish
man who got up so early in the morn
ing that he met himself going to bed.
Our train, running in two sections,
was too late for the N. P. out of
Portland, so spent nearly a day in
the Rose City. I had very pleasant
rest in the Frazer free reading room,
near the splendid Y. NJ C. A. building,
and the evening was made memorial
by call On Mrs. Ada Wallace Muruli,
known to many North Dakotans as
one of our most successful national
organizers of the W. C. T. U. She had
as guest, Mrs. Jewett, editor of the
Minon Signal, just back from Alaska,
and We three snapped travellers yarns
and W. c. T. U. experiences in sever
al states.
spent the following Sunday in the
Washington woods. 1t was a quarter
ly conference day and the good old !
presiding elder gave our Methodist |
bretheren a first class talk that made |
me feel at home in spite of demonina- !
tional differences and surroundings, !
most unlike our California church
home |
In Seattle and vicinity are many |
relatives, both Of mine and Mr.. Kings
My son and l are entertained by the |
sons Of his brother Chester, and |
Hugh Whyborn, Helen's son, lives
next door to Albion King. - /
On the grounds, a half sister of |
mine. and her husband, have charged
Of department in the Hawaiin build
ing, where we were made most cord
Tally welcome, being treated to theI
delicious canned pine apple which is |
surely revelation as to the posi-. |
bilities of this fine fruit. 4
Mr.. Cooper is one of the govern
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