Potosi journal. (Potosi, Mo.) 1894-1929, 1910-08-17
A 7R AvEL GU E
{Continued from last week. J
BY THE E DITTO r.

carried my readers last week. has alway
had special and personal interest TO
me, inasmueh as it was in that burg tha
I first saw the ligh, of day in-well, nev
er mind just about what year it was /
is now an enterprising and progressive
city of 10000 or $4,000 Inhabitants
Some of those whom met there asked m.
if I retained any previous recollection ot
the place. and mentioned the fact that
had hazy memory of fire that occurred
when was there last, at about the tender
age of three years, and that had seen the
firemen running to the blaze with an old
fashioned fire-engine. "We still have
that engine" was told. and every time
there is a civic parade in which the sur.
vivors of that old volunteer fire depart.
ment take part they bring the old engine
out with them
l was not met in my natal place by an
official delegation of citizens with a "wel-
come to our city," but this was probably
because had not let them know l vas
coming. However, found there several
cousins on the paternal side of the family,
whom had never met before. and who
made up for any remissness on part of the
public in giving me the ''glad hand" and
making me feel at home. One of these
cousins is the wife of a retired business
man. who, so disinterested parties told
n7e. writes his fortune with long parade
of cyphers marshalled by fat initial fig
ure. 1t was at his summer cottage. which
he calls ''Lindendale." situated on the
west bank of the Mississippi about fifteen
miles above the city, that was charming
ly entertained during my stay at Dubuque.
The site chosen for this cott7g &c is an
ideal one for summer residence. They
70 to and fro between the city and cottage
in automobiles, the trip being made in
less than an hour, for the road most of
the way is good. Back of the cottage the
bluffs rise to height of $50 feet from the
.iver, and beyond them a short distance
lies one of the most beautiful landscape
views it has ever been my good fortune to
behold. and which would take the pen Of
an artist in words to properly describe. A
broad valley lay before me, the land ris-
ing and falling in long. swelling convolu.
tions; The whole scene laid cut in checker
ed pattern by the cultivated fields, which
in their color variation ran the gamut of
greens and yellows, sp!ashed here and
there with the deep green of clumps of
trees. Overhead is sky Of serenest ceru-
lean hue, fecksd vita feecy white clouds.
gently waited across the picture by the
same soft breeze that causes dimpling
shadows to chase themselves across the
fields of ripening grain. The a.mosph ere
is SO clear that on the farthest sky line
objects stand forth in clear detail. Way
off yonder on those distan: elevations, at
three different points from where l stand,
rising above a veil of foliage, are the
S soires of churches. pointing upward as
though to remind the beholder that no
matter how beautiful God made the earth,
Or how bcuntiful it responds to the nour.
ishing ,ouch of man. there is still land
more beautiful and bountiful beyond. So
much for an Iowa landscape.
But to &c, on with my journey! Bid
ding kindred and Dubuque goodbye after
a stay of two days, / again give myself in.
to the care of the Burlington Line and
proceed to St. Paul, which city was reach.
I'd shortly after dark the same day.
The splendid scenery of the Upper
Mississippi has oft been described, but no
writer has ever succeeded in exaggsrating
its beauty AS have already stated, the
Burlington follows the east bank OF the
river from Rock Island to St. Paul. and as
one looks out the car windows there comes
into view constantly changing panorama
Of oftowering cliffs and beet'ins promontories.
sc. off with castellated towers, which OF.
len look as though they might have been
ouiit by the hand of man, aided by plum b
and level. For mile upon mile each
view seems to surpass the pre-
.eedius one, until at Winona, MINI, it
reaches a grand climax of splendor in ma.
lures handiwork. Here, on the west bank
of the river. conspicuous amid the sur
magnificent natural architecture.
rises with bluff. square sides a mighty
Fashioned wall, cut straight and true on
its visible sides, and on its top. centered
with absolute nicely, rises round watch
tower, twenty feet or more in height. with
a fiat top. all SO strangely resembling those
strongholds of mediaeval
days that one finds himself almost looking
tor the armored watchman
on the lookout
Sing,,larly enough, at Winona the hand
of nature seems to have tired of its work
with all this splendid and remarkable ef-
iect. for beyond that that point, while
still pretty il places, the scenery is not
nearly SO interesting. Here the mighty
Father of Waters has tapsred down tc
quite a small stream and would never be
identified with the stream as we know it.
were one not informed tina. it was still one
and the same stream. About IS or sc
miles south of St, Paul the river forms a
body of water known as Lake Pepin
This lake is several miles broad and the
same in length.
DO not want to leave the Missis sipp
without mentioning the ''clammers. All
along the stream one notices ths,r camps
at short intervals. either that Of single
individual, family or groupof families
The clammer is engaged in fishing fol
.nnsssi shells which axe sold TO the pearl