The Elk Mountain pilot., 1920-01-15

She is Western College girl
of the finest type-a good stu
dent but not q grind; leader in doz-
en- college activities-literary, social,
athletic; completely democratic; de-
voted to the out-of-d doors; fearless,
capable. independent. But these are
generalities: they don't describe Jen-
ME. Perhaps 1t is enough to say that
Of all your friends she is the one you
would choose for companion If you
wanted an altogether satisfying. care
free day in the mountains. That is
the acid test.
So when Jennie said to the three
Of us: How about trip to Gothic
Saturday. we chorused approval and
lived in anticipation. We were three
Of q kind-all school-ma'a ANS. Miss
W. .latelv. from Missouri, was
fast trsnsferring her allegiance from
the .Osarks. to the sage gray hills
Of Gunnisop,, Miss B was plainly
. tenderfoot bat ready to - entsr-,
tained and pretty much o. tAQreugh..
hed IN nlaxing up tN tke-Asssaads Of
. ntuatiea; and ! yssde usasthiedy !.
1ha ear pnEEed plsssaAt&r. tAFsugt,
tia. twsnty-siEhts milsay ,ta,. Cksetsd
Butte. Past lpSsly Almpes ~ msst-.
Ing plaee., Of y sAinin9x.rtuNa1tuaRat
waksrs..WitA H. 6nse ,s,pekaadiHg .silr;
ver spruce-Aplaes $50 sesessihse -.
~, altogsthsg attractive to ,Gnnaison--
itss. HzYes, o~s Of shst endless sue.
eessions qf, f,acoeAs sealA .bsight. days
wAieh ehaFaotarizs . suaamsy In ths
Gxnoison,, ,Rivsrn sVaAey-s We were,
happy. Asd our joy was in no vay
tlesssaed when, .Jeunis .ysntuxed ths
hope that 1--WE might be. abls to ,rsach
the snow bridss". A snow bridge ia
.midsuupzneri A.landmark eoneerning
which we had often marvelsd. nut
whose inpccessibility discouraged Gu
rtoeitH r,s4 ~ .st ,.,.s .,t IN, .-,.i
J, But feminine effusion, over the new
possibility. Was cut short BY, = moro
immediate source of admiring sjacu-.
lation. For, IS We circled. the, hills
,heyond Crested Butte. we weze. In
deed. In what has rightly been called
the botanist's ). paradise. -, Great
splotches Of Golden Rod wern. to Us.
reminiscent Of sunny rpads IN Kansas.
Oklahoma. Missouri. Ayriads Of OK
eyed daisies stretched mp imperiously
for . look into the car. Brown eyed
Susans were placid and complacent
by the roadside. Asters massed them
selves according to an artistic scheme
of pastel shadings-lavendAr, purple.
dull blue. white. and dull pink. And
such masses! Solitary Mariposa Niles
swayed airfly on slim stems. Shoot
ing stars blazed in tho meadows, and
wild sweet peas .beautified the spots
that would otherwise have been hard
and barren .A 49, st.gt (,
As we climbed up and up. the fora
became more scant. and the wonder
of the majestic Rockies grew. The
car came TO full stop. We had
reached Inspiration Pointl Crested
Butte mountain lay below and behind
us. its base in purple shadows. I
glanced down at my right Slate
River wound serpent like in the far
depths Of the steep canon. on its way
to join East River. Dizzy and weak
with looking. and foolishly nervous
at the seeming precariousness Of our
position. l turned for strength to the /
hills stih rising before US. And again
we climbed - .a.4 j. 81.
Then we came upon Gothic, all its
richly weathered brown noofs point-
Ing very sharply slpesAed - # h, Inn
itatim Of the cathedral ,spirss ~
Gothic mountain, hat reaily. - ~