The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1916-01-04

expcsitions.
k.g we were safe and
dry,
And The patter patter of the
rain drops
On our good strong canvas top,
Only acted as sweet and sooth-
ing lullaby.
With the pleaseut pungent odor
Of the sagebrush in the air,
Without phones and pesky bells
ever ringing in our ear,
We fell asleep that night,
And knew naught til broad day
light,
When we we're awakened by a
loud Ha Ha.
As | drew aside the curtain to
make certain whence the sound,
An auto passed us by, just
a'skimming DER the ground.
In the back seat all alone sat a
fat man
Who Ill be bound
Weighed at least 800 pound,
Holding to his sides and laughing
But we cared not for his chatting
No, not the least bit did we care
AS he cried to his companions,
look therel
o, look there
For to him our little bed stand
ing on its sagebrush rug,
Looked just like a great brown
bug
Which in the dark and rain had
gone astray
And on the prairie lost its way.
With our little alcohol stove,
carried in case Of an emergency,
we soon had ready an appetizing
bI eakfast Of hot coffee, bacon,
eggs, rolls and fresh fruit In
a few minutes we were on our
way and made our first stop at
Davenport, where they have a
fine garage. All autOists nat
urally make their way to a gar
age the first thing and we found
the garage men always very
pleasant and glad to give us in
formation, whether we were in
need of supplies or not.
We were now in what is known
as the Big Bend country in Wash
ington. You ride for hours
through great never-ending fields
of wheat. From Davenport to
Harrington, "A miles away, is q
splendid macadam road. Our
next stop would be Odessa, but
we began to think this town was
only a delusion and as Gath5
said, it must be on the other side
Of the world. After awhile We
dropped down into valley anC
there was Odessa, said to be g
thriving little town and the larg-
est wheat shipping station or
the Great Northern. Every
year 100000 blu. of wheat are
shipped from here and this yeal
it will be increased. Our recol-
lection of the place, however, was
that it was very hot.
Soon after leaving Odessa The
road, and by the way I must tel
you we are now on the North Cen
trail Highway, leads through
what I suppose is a coulee. There
are perpendicular walls of rock
hundreds of feet high in places
cliffs and formations looking Xix,
old fortified castles, rocky walls
the rocks piled one upon thu
other in great columns, with al
exactness as though done b.
giant human hands.
Riding along the cliff we SCI
way down below us a big greer
tract, like a little valley. It i
the largest timothy meadow il
Washington and the white speck
we saw moving about proved t.
he great drOves of sheep. w
drove through the largest whea
ranch in the Big Bend country
This ranch alone in one seasOl
produces as high as 10000 bu
Of wheat.
To our surprise we found som
of the finest, largest apple or
chards we had ever seen, 400
acre orchards. Later in tn
day we reached Soap Lake, a 70.
sort, whose waters contain pow
erful healing properties. Her
are located fine sanitarium an
baths. We stopped awhile bU
on account of the heat we did nc
tarry long. We travelled thr
miles of nothing but sage brusl
the tall branching kind which W
had been told is proof of veI
rich soil. Some day when wat'
can be had we will see CROWN
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