Webster City freeman. [volume] (Webster City, Hamilton County, Iowa) 1884-1946, 1913-08-05

be so; but the tourist public do not
ask for a quiet camp by a blue lake,
or a wandering path up the heights
of mountains; superb hotels with
! all the luxury of modern times must
cater to their taste, and soon Jasper
will be like other resorts, always
beautiful and sublime, but alas, civil
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Not one of us but wondered why
the district was called Yellow Head,
and we were glad when Col. Rodg-
ers with never failing courtesy
delivered to us the oft told tale. Be-
fore the day of the G. T. P. the Hud-
son Bay Co. held this region by
right of their ancient charter. The
agent was Jasper Haws. He was of
Scotch and Swedish parentage, and
his hair was long and golden. In
contrast to his viking appearance
was his Indian and French breed
wife with her dusky skin and long
black hair. The Indians and Breeds
called him Tete jaime yellow
Head) and the district soon became
known as Yellow Head Pass, thus
immortalizing his golden locks as
well as his name in the town of Jas
per and the park of thousand beau
ties. And Athabasca river flows by
the railroad for miles on its way to
the worlds white rim. Beautiful
Moose Lake shown and glittered in
the sunshine for seven miles, and
the road ran along the north shore
out into its pathway of mountains
which were always growing higher
and more rugged and massive as we
drew near their kingly peak, mt.
Robson" which rises high above
them all. ...
Mt. Robson is only $50 miles
west of Edmonton, and Is perhaps
the most interesting mountain in
the entire range, ranking with 9TH
er great mountains Of the world. We
missed the long series of noun tains
of lesser height that usually lead
up to one great peak, but Robson
has no rival of even few thousand
feet lower; it is fully $500 feet
above the beautiful cap of Mt. Re-
splendent, and 5000 feet above any
other mountain in sight. AS we saw
it it resembled a great block of stone
with ridges. 1t has been and is now
one of the most difficult mountains
to climb, and this summer camp of
Canada's Alpine Club is in the
Grand Forks Valley and doubtless
some of its members will reach the
top and bring back to the ones be-
low information of it's structure,
glaciers. and waterfalls. Someone
remarked as we talked of it's cold
rocky head that even the Alps did
not possess a mountain that was so
difficult to climb.
IAN aboard! and from the rocks
and other view points we scrambled
to our train, going on our way to
Tete Juane Cache. To the uninitiated
we will confide that Cache is a
French Indian name for "store
house" and they surely have one at
Tete jaime. It looked to be a COW
cred shed about a mile long, serving
as storehouse for the construction
camps. Who of us will ever forget
this new city Of the mountains stu
ated on the rushing Fraser river,
where barges laden with supplies
for Ft. George, B. c., and interior
are being loaded and shot over the
Rapids below.
The magistrate of "Tete jaime"
met us as we left the train; gave us
a welcome, and the keys and free
dom of the city. Some of the inhab-
itants of this remote but busy term
inal had not seen SO many women at
once for months, and we were quite
novelty. We entered the abode of
justice, the log court house; took
in the sights Of the main street with
its canvass houses, log stores, molly
crowd of men, and few. very few,
children; and soon we turned our
faces eastward for the return to Ed
monitor. Mrs. w. G. Bale.