The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-08-08
VISIT GLACIER

Brother, have you ever spent whole mid
summer day or several of them poking around
and over and thru the workings of a glacierY
If you haven't, try it. 1t will be hours pro-
lifically invested
For instance, take the Carbon on the north
side of Mt. Rainier. You'll get thrill as
soon as you see its sooty snout roofing trium--
phantly thru wilderness of moraines and
gushing forth a dirty river.
You will find on your left trail laborious-
" climbing parallel with the glaciers sprawl
ING length, and from the formers dizzy way
across the rockslides and heaped-up volcanic
debris you will view the ice river as it plows
and gouges its way down from the clouds
toward its melting terminus far below the
timber line.
After many hours Of toilsome climb you
will attain a parkland similar to the widely
known Paradise where YOU will wish to make
your camp and from which later you will seek
closer acquaintance with your ice friend.
This will be a difficult enough matter to
begin, because, first, you must get onto said
glacier, and that means a nerve-racking
series of slides and scrambles down the steep
pitched slope of high moraine which seems
to be composed in equal parts of dry, fine
ashes, boulders of every imaginable size and
shape and original cussedness.
But you accomplish it finally dust choked,
jolted and wondering how you are ever going
to get back up.
You find yourself on the glacier itself,
dirt-heaped, rough like an internal stone
patch in which giant farmers are eternally
punished for their sins by being made to
plow.
Under and between the plies Of rock and
soil you soon discover there is plenty Of Ice
Ice that sometimes surprises you by coasting
you violently down slope that you thought
to be an innocent plat Of soil, ice that oc-
casionally stands gaping to the sky in gigan-
tic crevasses where rumble unseen torrents or
where stand purple pools of chilled water
Up amazing hills and down surprising val
leys you go as you cross the mile-wide river.
Often you see rushing brooks running be-
tween miniature ice cliffs on the top Of
fairly level surface. Again you hear tor
rental stream roaring under boulders and
ice masses where your eye cannot pierce.
Sometimes you come across an apparently
bottomless shaft into which a stream disap-
pears with growl and gurgle.
And the sounds! Ten minutes Of sitting on
q glacier boulder will convince you once for
all that you are indeed in the presence of a
LIVING, MOVING thing. For the glacier
talks! 1t rumbles, it groans A rock unex-
pectedly slides down an ice slope or pitches
with cavernous PUNK into a crevasse. And
often there comes crash followed by drum
fire of grating and rending as some mighty
ice mass from a high point on the great
mountain avalanches down onto the upper
reaches of your glacier.
1t is a day of primeval interests you will
pass. You are right on the ground where the
old earth-making and shaping processes are
in actual present-moment operation. No in
telligent, responsive man can withstand the
spectacle without awe and wonder1nent-an
a new readjustment Of ideas.
Brother, if you never have done it, visit
glacier and get closely acquainted