Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1913-05-23

wuiCu bSlu u0u09 the 0oTO1oot
traveller; q land where huge
mountains rise sheer out from the wa
ter's edge on an ice-bound. storm
swept coast: the home of vast glar
ciers. unknown lakes and rivers, 81
lent valleys and unpeopled wastes.
Ponder moment on these lines from
the able pen Of one who has lived the
HE and trampsd the trails across the
great unknown:
Mol There's the land. uIavs you seen
It's the cussedsst land that I know.
From the Bit. dissy mountains that screen
10 the deep. deathliks valleys below.
Uome ray God was tired whom He made
Il;
Come say it's : nnd land to shun;
Maybe: but there's some = would trade
e
Tor no land on sarth-and I'm one.
So. indeed. does the wanderer feel.
once he has fought Nature In her
sternest moods, or reveled In the
short but glorious summers OF Alaska.
The rapid changes OF climatic condi-
tons In the Arctic are constant
sources OF wonderment to the man
who has never previously experienced
them. Today he may roam over count
less miles Of desolate. barren wastes.
whore snow and frost still hold the
earth beneath their iron grip II Per.
chance he passes there again within
. few weeks time, when once the
SUMS warm rays have played their
part, the face Of Nature seems to
have entirely changed.
Marvellous Changes.
Here. in this valley, where 4 short
time since nothing but snow lay deep,
far as the eye could reach, what sight
II It that meets the gaze? Luxuriant
grasses waving In the wind and count
less flowers all bursting into bloom
The tender green OF spring shows
forth on every bush. while birds, and
even butterflies. besport themselves
where formerly no living thing was
seen. Down through the smiling val
10y runs babbling stream, and In
it, crystal waters numerous trout are
busy feeding. What marvel, too, has
brought to life myriads OF mosquitoes
and other insect life from beneath
those great stretches Of snow and ice
which lay for months upon the
ground? No man can tell nor any
pen describe these manifold mystic
ries Of the frozen north. Here. ii
these brief. sweet summer months,
tAe nomad may linger, gazing BY day
Or night on never-setting sun,
breathing an air the purest and most
invigorating that ever was waited on
the breeze. coming from snow-tipped
peaks and down their slopes which
are densely clad with hardy mountain
pines. But let the wanderer in quest
Of sunshine beware lest he overstays
his welcome. since once that great
magician. King Frost, asserts his
sway. this is no land for the weak
l1ngs:
Send me the best OF your breeding. land
me your chosen ones,
Them win take to my bosom. them win
! call my sons.
For this is the stern law OF ALASKA
and woe betide him who SCOTS at it.
Even among the chosen ones and
hardy pioneers Of today terrible in
dead are the signs written on many OF
their bodies. Scared and rugged vet.
Grams show, with q smiling face,
places where once fingers or toes
adorned their hands or feet, but which
have now gone for ever. token OF
mans struggle against Natures
cruelty. Let those who sit In COM
Portable chair by the freside at home.
IN twenty degrees Of frost. think what
lffe 10 like In tent with the Their.
nonster reading so degrees or so de-