Morgan County Democrat. (McConnelsville, Ohio) 1886-1943, 1921-11-03

comfortably cool along the coast
| towns: and overcoat is worn mucE
during the months of July and Aug
ust. There are many sights, how
ever. to occupy the time and in
struct the mind. The hills adjacent
mountains rather, are temptations
to climb to the top, where the cities
of Berkeley and Oakland are seen
in one grand panorama. "The
Heights" poet Joaquin Miller's
home, overlooking the ocean, are
most delightful, but while we rev.
erence and greatly admire the pro-
ductions of the deceased California
poet. if his contemporary James
Whitcomb Riley had lived on the
coast, rather than in the brush of
Indiana, his resources would have
been much greater, and productions
more varied. He might not have
found the frost on the pumpkin,
but similar productions of the
Brandywine and the swimming
hole would have been superb.
The petrified forests of dead
giants, of redwood, fir and pines,
are worth seeing. Those trees are
buried six to ten feet by volcanic
ash from the once. active Mt st.
Helena They are 10 and 12 feet
in diameter, and IS to 10 feet in
length, and are being excavated by
digging ditch on either side. Their
age has been computed by scientists
as being over 5000 years; however
they are prehistoric, perhaps had
grown and fourished thousands of
years, before Adam was a youngster
Some great catastrophe had moved
them down, and the peculiar lava
has turned them to solid stone
We spent few hours at the Cliff
house, watching the seals climbing
onto the rocks.
Many interesting specimens of
antiquity at the museum; a few
Egyptian mummies, the real stuff
Returning to the city. we boarded
the steamer Senator for 500 miles
were peaceful-Pacific. In a few
hours we had gone through the
golden gate" and away from the
sight of land.
We had a very enjoyable trip of
two days and two nights. How
pleasant to step out and shut the
gate and live for a few days away
from the grind and vexations of
life, to CONVERGE with supreme ma
ture, and witness the eventide and
closing of the day. Crude indeed
must be that soul who remains in
the lower propensities of his nature
rather than rise up into the intel
lectual and spiritual realms, as he
PaZes upon Sunset at sea"-most
gorgeously magnificent. as the great
orb burning and flaming and fash
ing. descends and disappears be
meath the four thousand miles OF
immensity
Then the pleasant slumbers, the
lullaby of the boat that ushers one
into dreamland. In the morning we
looked out upon beautiful sight
"a calm sea-" silvery grey sheet
of water, stretching out for miles in
all directions, not ripple to be
seen. save that made by the motion
Of the boat.
Evidently we were nearing home
AS we stood on the promenade deck
we recognized the balmy, fragrance
laden breeZes from San Diego bay
beckoning and inviting us to come
near, and as we entered the harbor
dotted with huge war boats, sea.
planes and crafts of various descrip,
tions. most pleasing sight of the
city loomed up before us, and We
seemed to hear voice saying
"Why doesn't everybody come to Sar
Diego to live?" And the echo re
bounded over the waters of the bay
"Why oh why,
Where orange blossoms never die,
Where red fruits ripen all the veal
Beneath the sweet and balmy sky,
Why not here7"